Zhao An leaned against the headboard, one arm around Emma, the other around Rebecca, who had also been fucked by him. He had both cousins in bed at the same time. This sort of thing was definitely something any man would be extremely proud of. Sisters, mother and daughter, were both rare beauties.
Emma touched her slightly swollen lower body. It still ached slightly, but the exhilarating pleasure she felt was something she would never forget. Even now, the aftershocks of the electric shock still coursed through her body, tingling and numb, her fingers completely weakened. She felt drained of energy, her whole body empty, her body and soul seemingly elevated. In the intense intercourse, she released all the pleasure.
"Will I get pregnant?" Emma leaned against the man's arms and lit a cigarette. These cigarettes didn't leave ash; they seemed to dissipate as they burned, like air fresheners, without even flicking.
"I think so, maybe. It's just a pregnancy, right? Just give birth, and I'll take care of it. You just have to go ahead and give birth," Zhao An said nonchalantly. Getting a woman pregnant was a deeply fulfilling experience for a man. Especially getting a mother, that sense of accomplishment was truly unparalleled. Getting an older woman pregnant, even one who was ten or twenty years younger, was a feeling you could only imagine.
Emma's expression flickered. A sophomore getting pregnant! Thinking about it carefully, it didn't seem out of place. Some women got pregnant in their teens. After all, dating and having sex began in high school. Having sex in America was common, focusing on the soul rather than the body.
Rebecca ultimately didn't care. She was more concerned about her future than her pregnancy. "Honey, you're talking about acting. Which role do you want me to play?"
"A cameo as Mystique, but Mystique will be played by someone else. Playing just one role won't do you any good. You need to keep trying. I'll arrange it. And soon, I'll be filming my own movie. Wait and see how it performs at the box office!" Zhao An's eyes flickered. The role of Iron Man suited him perfectly. He could have sex with all sorts of female stars, and the feeling of pride he felt when he shoved his dick into a superstar admired by everyone was incomparable.
"Okay, honey, I'll listen to you." Rebecca was a little skeptical. She wouldn't criticize her financial backer. No director who made a film for the first time was truly good, and no one could achieve great results. Since she couldn't discourage his enthusiasm, she might as well flatter him.
"By the way, please contact these actors for me tomorrow. If you know any, I'd love to talk to them. I'm meeting an actress tomorrow and want her to play a role. There will be many opportunities in the future, with comic book-based movies aplenty. Money is just a number to me. I enjoy spending it more than earning it." Zhao An's expression was pretentious.
The two sisters, leaning against the man's arms, exchanged glances, each seeing the confusion in the other's eyes. Was the man just pretending to be pretentious, or was he truly wealthy?
Zhao An clearly sensed the women's confusion and smiled as he caressed their smooth skin. "You simply cannot imagine what it's like to wake up every day thinking about how to spend your money. Compared to this kind of boring life, pursuing meaning in life is far more important. Well, an empty life needs fulfillment, just like your lonely vagina needs my cock." With that, he rolled over and pinned Rebecca down.
With a thrust of his hips, his cock slipped effortlessly into Rebecca's body. The sudden penetration made Rebecca moan, a dry, almost raped sensation.
He thrust slowly a few times, grasping her breasts with his large hands and kneading them. The pleasure of being played with spread throughout her body, and Rebecca moaned. Her entire body slumped, and she seemed to be already wet, her vagina rapidly secreting a large amount of vaginal fluid under the stimulation of sexual desire.
As a divorced woman, Rebecca wasn't as delicate as a virgin, but when Zhao An penetrated her, she still felt a sense of being stretched to the limit, as if she would be torn apart at any moment. "Oh... so big... your... cock... is so big... so great... much bigger than my ex-husband's... his is like... an earthworm compared to yours..."
Zhao An grinned lewdly, his head moving silently. Nothing excited him more than a woman's praise. He thrust his hips vigorously, caressing the woman's hips and feeling the glans of his penis scraping against the tender flesh of the vagina. The pleasure generated by the friction between the genitals of a man and a woman was truly magical. The strong smell of hormones stimulated Zhao An to pump his cock repeatedly for greater pleasure. His cock felt a constant tightening, and the folds of her vagina became even more slippery from the lubrication of her vaginal fluid and semen. The pleasure not only didn't diminish, but actually intensified.
"Mmmmm... Oh... Fuck... Fuck me..." Rebecca's bed skills were clearly far superior to her cousin Emma. After sensing Zhao An's rhythm, she also moved her hips back and forth in a rhythmic motion, making the man's penetration easier. The feeling of fullness was the happiest and most wonderful thing she had ever experienced in her life.
Ten minutes later, Rebecca suddenly tensed, her vagina contracting violently, and a stream of hot vaginal fluid gushed out from her center, slapping against the swollen glans!
Zhao An took a deep breath to avoid losing his semen to this voluptuous young model actress, but the intense pleasure continued, as if he were being enveloped in a pool of warm spring water, just like a woman's mouth! "Bitch!" Pah! Two powerful slaps of his hand smacked the plump ass cheeks!
Emma watched the man who had taken her virginity now romp with her cousin, the two of them rolling around in the sheets, engaging in the very act of procreation, and she felt an indescribable strangeness in her heart. Watching her husband romp with her cousin? This feeling was indescribable, strange yet also pleasurable.
Zhao An shifted his position, then began thrusting even harder, his pace blistering. Almost five strokes per second, sometimes even faster. If Rebecca hadn't wrapped her waist tightly around Zhao An's, she would have been toppled over by the sheer force!