"You lowly slave, your master loves your cunt so much, it feels so good, your master doesn't want you to leave, from now on stay with your master and be a little lowly slave, okay?"
"Master, ah, I'm willing, ah, this lowly slave wants to be fucked by your master every day, ah, fucked for a lifetime, ah, let your master, ah, keep ejaculating inside me every day, to give your master children, ah..." Gu Jia was completely immersed in lust. If she were sober, although Gu Jia liked being fucked by Zhao Tianhao, she wouldn't leave her family and choose Zhao Tianhao anytime soon.
Ultimately, Gu Jia hadn't completely given up on Xu Huanshan.
Suddenly, Gu Jia's body jerked upwards, her right hand hooking around Zhao Tianhao's neck, then her beautiful, bright eyes and mouth widened, unable to utter a word, frozen in that angle, her body trembling inside, her uterus continuously receiving Zhao Tianhao's explosive ejaculation.
At the same time, Gu Jia didn't know how many times she reached an unprecedentedly intense orgasm.
Because Gu Jia's stomach was truly at its limit, the newly ejaculated semen and gushing vaginal fluid began to flow continuously from her cervix and vaginal opening, dripping onto the clean white sheets.
Zhao Tianhao felt his body completely out of his control; only his wide-open penis could gushing semen deep into Gu Jia's uterus, watering her secret garden, which hadn't been explored by her husband for some time, seemingly without end.
After ejaculating, Zhao Tianhao and Gu Jia remained in this position for several minutes, one experiencing the feeling of orgasm, the other experiencing the pleasure of ejaculation.
After a long while, Gu Jia collapsed onto the bed, too exhausted to utter a word, only breathing heavily.
Zhao Tianhao, still holding Gu Jia's breasts and pantyhose-clad buttocks, pressed heavily against her back.
Afterwards, Zhao Tianhao withdrew his still-erect penis from Gu Jia's uterus, which was slick with bodily fluids. With a soft "pop," like an embolism being pulled out, a large amount of thick, white fluid gushed out, soaking the entire bedsheet.
Gu Jia's belly shrunk slightly, but the closure of her cervix also trapped most of the remaining semen inside, which was absorbed by her body.
"Gu Jia, be my slave," Zhao Tianhao said for the first time. While it didn't reach the level of doting affection he showed Yingzi, it was still quite rare.
Gu Jia, now recovering from her orgasm, regained some of her rationality.
Gu Jia didn't know why. It was clearly a shameless statement—"Be my slave"—could a human being say that, especially with such self-righteousness?
But Gu Jia sensed Zhao Tianhao's sincerity, his earnestness. Wasn't that strange? Gu Jia even wondered if she had been brainwashed by Zhao Tianhao, her thinking warped.
If anyone else had said that, she would have slapped them across the face long ago; she wouldn't have tolerated Zhao Tianhao's large hands kneading her breasts and roaming all over her body.
Gu Jia wanted to say firmly, "Who are you insulting? If it were a lover, I might consider it." But what came out of her mouth was, "I...can you give me some time?"
After saying that, Gu Jia despised herself. Gu Jia, can't you be a little more assertive? This only emboldens his arrogance.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Tianhao knew he had truly made a deep impression on Gu Jia.
For a normal person, such insulting words were met with her asking for time. Zhao Tianhao was delighted, tightening his embrace on Gu Jia's soft, boneless body, as if trying to meld her into his own. It was as if she sensed his infatuation.
Gu Jia snapped out of her daze and hugged Zhao Tianhao tightly, offering her lips to him.
Zhao Tianhao didn't hesitate, immediately taking her mouth into his, and the two kissed passionately.
Women are emotional creatures, and usually crave a man's caresses afterward.
Zhao Tianhao rarely did this, because those women weren't good enough for him.
But for this not-a-virgin married woman, Zhao Tianhao was making an exception.
Liking someone is irrational.
He released Gu Jia, watching her breathe heavily.
Zhao Tianhao smiled slightly, gently placing his hard, burning-hot penis between Gu Jia's silk-stockinged legs, enjoying the sensation of being tightly gripped by the smooth, soft silk. He asked Gu Jia, "You lowly slave, does it feel good?"
Gu Jia looked at Zhao Tianhao and kissed him, her face flushed with embarrassment. She said, "It feels good. My little master is so amazing! It's so thick and big, and you're so vigorous. At first, it was so painfully swollen, but then it made this lowly slave feel so good. And those two times you ejaculated, it was ridiculously much! My stomach is swollen. It felt like a water pipe was spraying hot water into my uterus. The feeling of ejaculating inside this lowly slave was so good, so good, I almost flew to heaven! I didn't expect my little master to ejaculate so much!" Gu Jia was now fully conscious, but she still openly said what Zhao Tianhao wanted to hear.
For Gu Jia, liking was liking, so she was telling herself that she truly liked this self-proclaimed master, who enjoyed humiliating and humiliating her.
However, judging from her tone, Zhao Tianhao felt as if she were coaxing her son.
But then Zhao Tianhao felt relieved. Wasn't Gu Jia just like that? She treated her husband like a son. It was precisely because Xu Huanshan couldn't stand this repression, this feeling of being treated like a child, that he felt so uncomfortable and distressed.
Plus, when another girl seduced him, he cheated. Zhao Tianhao didn't care about Gu Jia's tone, because he would let Gu Jia know who was the elder and who was the younger. One thrust of his big dick, and she'd be obediently calling him "Daddy."
Zhang Ailing was indeed right; Gu Jia was conquered by Zhao Tianhao.
Conquered by his big dick.
After a pause, Gu Jia whispered to Zhao Tianhao, "This lowly slave loves the feeling of Master shooting a huge load of semen inside me."
Damn, hearing this slut's words, Zhao Tianhao couldn't resist. He got up, mounted her, and pressed down on Gu Jia again, thrusting into her uterus and fucking her hard. This time, he'd make her know who the father was.
"Ah, Master, ah, this little slave can't take it anymore, ah, ah."
"Ah, Daddy, Master Daddy, this little slave can't take it anymore, my little hole is going to be ruined, ah, my uterus is going to burst, ah, Master, be gentle, ah."
All night long, Zhao Tianhao relentlessly conquered Gu Jia's delicate body. Finally, seeing that she was truly exhausted, her little hole swollen from Zhao Tianhao's ministrations, and constantly begging for mercy, calling him "Daddy," Zhao Tianhao finally released her.
Zhao Tianhao, deeply satisfied, finished a cigarette and held Gu Jia as they fell asleep.
The next morning, Four Seasons Hotel, Presidential Suite, large bed.
When Zhao Tianhao woke up, Gu Jia was sleeping soundly in his arms, a happy smile on her lips. Judging from her appearance, she must have had a wonderful dream last night.
Zhao Tianhao stared at Gu Jia's sleeping beauty posture. His large hand caressed Gu Jia's pretty little face.
After admiring her for a while, Zhao Tianhao lit a cigarette. He continued to admire Gu Jia's beautiful face while puffing out smoke.
Zhao Tianhao picked up his phone. Aside from work, Luo Yan kept asking him to play games. Liang Shuang had also sent him several messages.
Zhao Tianhao glanced through them. She was furious that she was the one who got dumped, so she went to confront Ms. Yang, only to find out that Ms. Yang was her fiancée, already engaged, and the ring was meant for that woman. She had foolishly thought it was a proposal ring for him.
So, she was the other woman.
If she had loved her before, she hated her now.
She didn't hate being the other woman; she hated being deceived.
Being deceived in the first place, her feelings and her body.
Zhao Tianhao just watched her complaints without replying. He was an outsider; what could she say?
That night, saying she was his girlfriend was just a way to save face. Liang Shuang isn't good enough to be Zhao Tianhao's girlfriend.
However, seeing a young woman in her early twenties so heartbroken, Zhao Tianhao wasn't heartless. After thinking for a moment, he replied, "You can come to me for drinks."
He put down his phone and looked at Gu Jia.
It turned out Gu Jia had woken up sometime earlier and was staring at Zhao Tianhao. "I told you it wasn't the phone message that woke you up," Zhao Tianhao said, taking a deep drag on his cigarette and stubbing it out in the ashtray.