They were at it until almost dawn…
Zhao An finally released Wang Mei and returned to his room, embracing Pang Wanjing, who was still there, as he slept.
He slept with the wife, and now he was sleeping with someone else's mother-in-law.
This behavior was truly lewd and exciting!
After Zhao An left, Wang Mei finally managed to sit up, exhausted, and took out some tissues to wipe herself, intending to take a shower.
But both her legs were numb, so she had to give up.
Since there was still some time, it was better to lie down and sleep.
One hand stroked her swollen belly, a hint of worry in her eyes…
Zhao An had penetrated her completely last night, and she was very worried about getting pregnant.
Although she had said she would have Zhao An's child, that was all Zhao An's talk; she hadn't said it herself.
Cheating was one thing, but if she cheated and got pregnant as a result, she would truly feel ashamed to face her husband.
After Zhao An woke up, Pang Wanjing also got up, so he lewdly rolled over and pinned her down.
Soon, the sounds of flesh colliding and a woman's low moans filled the room again.
Pang Wanjing couldn't refuse Zhao An.
Because she didn't know how.
Besides, her heart was entirely with Zhao An, she considered him her man, and her submissive nature made her exceptionally docile under his rape.
For several days in a row…
Zhao An attended classes during the day and chatted with Old Pang, the village elder, about healing at night.
And he even kissed Old Pang's wife in front of him, putting his hand inside his pants.
This blatant bullying enraged Old Pang, and aroused him to the point of erection.
He didn't know that this was Zhao An's control; after Zhao An removed his internal energy, Old Pang couldn't get an erection.
He could only get an erection when he saw Zhao An playing with his wife.
And Zhao An didn't go any further.
He only emphasized it, even deliberately hinting at it.
Every two or three days, he went to Chun Tao's house. After exchanging a few pleasantries and taking her mother's pulse, he quickly got her to bed.
He still didn't use a condom, nor did he have the habit of using one. Whenever he felt like it, he would just penetrate her and continue until he ejaculated.
After their lovemaking, Chun Tao nestled in Zhao An's arms, "Te..."
She was about to call him "teacher," but quickly changed her words, "Husband, you've been inside me the last few times. Today isn't a safe period."
Zhao An didn't care about that. His large hand caressed Chun Tao's waist; mature women's waists are often supple. "If you get pregnant, just have the baby. We'll hire someone to take care of you then.
I'll pay for it, don't worry.
Wife, are you willing to have my child?"
"Ah!" Chun Tao initially thought Zhao An was joking. She thought that with such a large age gap between them, marriage was impossible, but she didn't expect Zhao An to actually want to get her pregnant. "Well, you're the man of the house, I'll listen to you."
"Okay, it's settled then. Tell me if you get pregnant."
Zhao An kissed Chun Tao. He always had a penchant for collecting chaste, mature women like her.
Because they wouldn't cheat, and no man wants his woman to be with another man.
Besides, peasant women are usually docile and obedient, making them more enjoyable to play with.
"Okay, husband, I'll listen to you."
Chun Tao had no choice. What could a woman like her do?
Although being pregnant at her age was dangerous and shameful, what else could she offer?
Zhao An wasn't naive; on the contrary, he was quite shrewd. "Alright, don't worry," he said, "when you're pregnant, I'll take you to the city. I've already bought a house for you.
Our child will also have a place to live after it's born, without having to struggle for so many years to buy one. I'll even give you money to use."
Having said all that, what could Chun Tao do? She could only agree to Zhao An's terms.
As they talked…
Zhao An started touching her again, pressing down on Chun Tao and beginning to thrust.
The voluptuous peasant woman was incredibly comfortable to have sex with; he couldn't control himself.
Everything proceeded as planned. Half a month later.
In a simple room, the fire pit had been extinguished, and soft sheets were laid out.
An older woman lay on top of him, a strong man on her, their vigorous movements causing sweat to bead on their wheat-colored skin. Their bodies were intertwined, their breasts heaving violently. Two pale yellow feet swayed up and down with the man's thrusts, a sight that made one dizzy.
The tight, moist vagina pulsated rhythmically, the tender pink vaginal walls gripping the penis tightly, scraping back and forth at the glans. The slippery, lustful fluid was foamed by the high-speed thrusting, sticking to the point of their union.
The mature woman moaned softly, occasionally kissing the man on top of her, her two plump breasts naturally tightening.
Zhao An panted heavily; the pleasure from the mature woman's honeyed orifice beneath him was too intense. His penis constantly felt like it was being tightly gripped.
Moreover, the suction from the glans grew stronger, as if trying to drain away all the semen—a tingling, numbing sensation!
Tight!
"Hiss…you old slut…how can it be so tight!
Hiss…fuck me…it feels so good…ah…fuck you to death…so good…you old slut…"
Slap slap slap!
Lost in lust, Pang Wanjing could still feel the throbbing penis inside her vagina, and she could hear the man's rapid breathing.
The force of the penis thrusting increased with each stroke. Thinking of the pleasure of the hot, dirty semen hitting her uterus, Pang Wanjing actively raised her hips, letting her vagina swallow the longer penis. Her legs, with practiced ease, clamped around Zhao An's waist, turning her into a sow ready to conceive. "It's coming!"
Zhao An hurriedly grabbed Pang Wanjing's plump buttocks and lifted them up, pressing his entire body against the peasant woman, making his final thrusts in an extremely lewd position.