Zhao An continued thrusting with a lewd grin, shoving his cock into the cunt that had given birth to an Oscar-winning actress. The feeling was different. What big star? She wasn't even his daughter. He had already successfully taken over the vagina of the mother of an Oscar-winning actress. Fucking the mother of an Oscar-winning actress was a real pleasure!
"This is not up to you... Ms. Blythe, I now declare you my flesh urinal, my sex slave... Your duty is to please me with your body, your feet, your mouth, and your cunt... and to bear me children!"
As Zhao An finished speaking, the speed of his thrusts suddenly increased. Blythe was about to protest, or say something, but the sudden onslaught of pleasure overwhelmed her, leaving her speechless and unable to tell the difference. Waves of pleasure surged through her body. This was a pleasure she hadn't experienced in years. It was a kind of overpowering experience.
When a woman is overwhelmed by pleasure, her mind collapses, and she becomes a female beast, a female beast that only cares about mating!
"Fuck... ah... what a big... cock... ah... bigger than... those... stinky men's... so good... fuck me... fuck me to death... big cock... oh... I love your... big cock... fuck me... I'm your... bitch... ah... fuck your... old slut... oh oh... the bitch's about to cum... ah... the bitch's about to cum... woooo..." Blythe was a mature woman, letting loose. Once she got high, she'd say anything!
"I'm cumming too... old slut... I'm going to fill your womb... and make you give birth to my baby!" Zhao An roared, increasing his speed, thrusting his cockhead deep inside Blythe's body, pounding the aging uterus and giving it a second lease on life! Letting this womb, which once gave birth to a movie queen, once again bear new life!
Pah! Pah! With one final thrust, the cock plunged deeply into the depths of the vagina, its head pushing open the tightly closed cervix and plunging directly into the mature, fiery womb! It felt as if a small mouth were tightly gripping the cock head. The intense tingling sensation made Zhao An's waist tremble, and his cock throbbed violently. With tremendous force, the boiling hot semen shot into the mature woman's womb!
Pop! Pop! Pop! Wave after wave, seemingly endless. The boiling hot semen, like waves, filled the tiny womb, desperately drilling into the fallopian tubes and ovaries, hoping to find a fresh egg to rape and conceive! Wave after wave of impact slammed against the delicate and sensitive uterine wall. The mature, old slut, Blythe, convulsed and spasmed, her vagina contracting incredibly tightly, and her flower heart gushed out streams of vaginal fluid in return!
Blythe silently endured the young man's thrusts and sperm. Overwhelmed by the lust of her orgasm, she couldn't even think, and by the time she finally remembered, it was too late.
"How could you cum inside me!" Blythe's tone was a bit resentful. Remember, she wasn't sterilized or had an IUD. With a bit of luck, she might have gotten pregnant.
"Bitch, you were thrashing around so happily just now, and now you're telling me not to cum inside? Then I'll fuck you again!" Zhao An panted, then pressed down on the old slut, his hips moving, driving his cock in motion.
"You! Ah! Oh..." Blythe moaned, her legs spreading wider to meet the man's thrusts, adjusting her position slightly as it became almost a natural habit.
For two hours, a full two hours, Blythe was fucked in various positions: doggy style, doggy style, and on her knees. Zhao An ejaculated three times, each time blasting into her uterus. The prolonged orgasm had drained her of strength, and the numbing pleasure left her powerless to resist.
Two hours later, Gwyneth returned home, a touch of cold wind blowing. She saw a man smoking in the living room. Confused, she asked, "Excuse me, who are you?"
"I'm Zhao An, the boss of Future Group, who acquired Blizzard and Marvel Comics. I'm looking for you to make a movie. I'd like you to play the leading role. It's a commercial film. I'm wondering if you're interested," Zhao An said, extending his hand.
Gwyneth politely extended her hand and shook it. She was dressed in a white suit and had a slender figure. Thanks to her long diet, her legs were long and beautiful. While not a stunning beauty, the best actress winners were rarely the most beautiful women.
She glanced over the script, a little puzzled by the format of the film. "Is this your first time directing a movie? You seem to have never made a movie before?"
"Yes, do you believe in genius?" Zhao An folded his arms, making a commanding gesture.
"I believe it. As for the salary, I'd like it to be raised to five million." Gwyneth began to negotiate. If she knew her mother had been raped, she might even terminate the cooperation. This was too much!
"Okay, but I want you to be given priority in future films, and the price can be increased. And there's one more question: are you willing to be kept?" Zhao An's words were direct and explicit.
Gwyneth's eyes widened. "What did you say?"
Zhao An stood up, pulled Gwyneth toward him, and ripped off her dress. Before the Oscar-winning actress could react, his cock, still stained with her mother's vaginal fluid, plunged into her again. Although there was no vaginal fluid, the lubrication was sufficient!
"Hmm!" Gwyneth groaned, her brows knitted together, revealing the expression unique to a woman being raped.
"It's so tight! Tighter than your mother's!" Zhao An said as he pressed Gwyneth down onto the sofa, his mouth clasping hers as he began thrusting vigorously.
The thick glans rubbed Gwyneth's still-tight pussy over and over again. Gwyneth moaned softly, her voice like tears, slumped on the sofa, letting Zhao An rape her.
"Ugh... you're raping me... ah... wuwu... pull it out... ah... wuwu... I'm going to sue you... ugh... ah..." Gwyneth cried out, her body aching with shame at being raped. She felt the humiliation of being raped, and her body began to heat up. She was truly ashamed.