In the bright room, the incandescent light echoed with the sounds of flesh colliding, mingled with the woman's muffled moans, her panting as she was fucked. Her unique moans, no loud cries, only low, muffled groans, were precisely what aroused the man.
The naked woman's body was drenched in sweat from prolonged intercourse. What caught the eye wasn't her large, voluptuous breasts, but her muscles, which were even more robust than those of professional bodybuilders. Her bulging muscles, devoid of a trace of excess fat, were filled with strength, appearing incredibly muscular.
Zhao An raped his female bodyguard from behind. Having drunk a little alcohol, he penetrated from behind, reaching the deepest depths of the woman's vagina. Furthermore, the bodyguard's skin was slightly dark, and she had black ancestry. Her vaginal contractions were powerful from long periods of exercise. Unlike other women, whose cocks were soft and limp, it was incredibly tight and pleasurable, as if it were about to break his penis, so firm that he gasped for air.
"You're so comfortable to fuck!" Zhao An panted. Her firm buttocks remained firm even after being pounded hundreds of times, and the muscles were also very shock-absorbing. A woman who worked out regularly was truly pleasant to fuck.
"Your cock is big too... mmm... oh..." Domitt braced herself on the mattress with both hands, lying on all fours, her hips lifted high, her upper body pressed against the bed. This position made the man's fucking more comfortable and less strenuous for her. She would periodically tighten her abdomen, giving the man a more intense pleasure. She was also experiencing an orgasm, but unlike other women, she didn't go limp. She remained calm, as if her years of professional life had changed some of her behavior.
"Turn around! I'm going to fuck you from above!" Zhao An patted the bodyguard's hips. Domit wasn't particularly pretty, but she had a lot of charm. This was his first time fucking a muscular woman, and Zhao An's heart was particularly pounding. This was a true big-breasted woman; she needed a big frame and lots of flesh to be fucked comfortably.
Domit obediently turned around, her cunt firmly gripping Zhao An's cock the entire time, her steady technique evident.
Soon, the two of them settled into missionary position, with the man on top and the woman on the bottom. He lifted Domit's thighs onto his shoulders and thrust hard, allowing him to penetrate deeper into the bodyguard's body, making the fucking more comfortable and the pleasure more intense.
Outside, in the living room, Zhao Fei and Chai Miaoyu were sorting documents. Zhao An could be lazy and play with women, but they couldn't be lazy; some things were destined to require human intervention.
Fortunately, the door to the room was closed. Otherwise, with the waves of obscene sounds coming through, I'd probably have forgotten to work. Just listening to them would have made me wet. How could I possibly work?
The other two female bodyguards stood quietly in the corner. They both knew what it meant for their companions to be dragged into the room. Being sexually exploited by such a powerful man was not a difficult thing to accept.
Zhao Xinlei helped her friend with documents, finding something to do to avoid boredom.
"The return trip has been delayed by a week."
"Isn't it the day after tomorrow?" Chai Miaoyu asked, somewhat puzzled.
"Xiao An said he wants to take you out for some fun, a honeymoon. The work can be done in about two days, leaving us three days to ourselves." Zhao Xinlei tapped away meticulously, sorting the documents into categories.
"Honeymoon? I'm looking forward to it." Chai Miaoyu's lips curled into a smile, her delicate red lips pressed tightly together. A honeymoon with several women? Only Zhao An could do such a dastardly thing. It was truly dastardly. They'd agreed on monogamy, but ended up with one man and multiple women. What else could that be?
An hour later, Zhao An emerged, contented, and pulled Pence, who was standing in the corner, inside.
Pence saw her companion slumped on the bed, her chest heaving violently. Her pubic hair had been artificially shaved, and a hole had been opened at the entrance to her vagina, revealing the tender, pink flesh within!
As the door closed, Pence was pushed down next to her sister. Zhao An then pressed in, enjoying this muscular mercenary beauty. "Fuck a muscular woman!" The thought of it all excited him!
Meanwhile, in another direction, a League of Legends match had begun.
This first tournament was incredibly satisfying, open to the public for free viewing. Playing games in front of thousands of spectators gave him a celebrity-like feeling, and it excited the nerds even more. Could you become a celebrity and earn a fortune just by playing games?
The most eye-catching aspect was the female commentators, with four women and one male commentator per match.
Although the female commentators didn't say much, they just followed the script, adding a few words to complement the cast, enough for the audience to get to know them.
After the match, the game forums saw a variety of opinions, and the discussion about the female commentators also ignited a bit of heat.
"That host, Xiao Cang, has a bit of a queen vibe. I want to fuck her!"
"The person above, watch your tone. Anyone would think about that, but saying it out loud is really uncultured!"
"Did you notice that commentator, Xiaomi, has big tits?"
"I agree with the person above. Plus one for the cow!"
"It seems they're also doing a live broadcast tonight. Don't you want to check it out? Honestly, I'm going to watch the King of Football!"
"I support Xiao Cang, who's incredibly capable!"
"I support Su Xiaoyan, who's a bit of a jerk!"
The company's public relations department had recruited numerous troll leaders, who managed their trolls and attacked the forums. Their job is to spark buzz and whitewash mistakes.
What's interesting is that they call themselves keyboard warriors, a title Zhao An gave them when he treated them to a meal. Using their keyboards as weapons, they dictate the world, a truly impressive display.
In real life, these troll leaders are timid, fearing assault, let alone insults. They're the typical punching bags. But online, sorry, the punching bags become keyboard warriors. First the keyboard, then the sky. They strike hard online, stirring up trouble, insulting netizens, and acting with gusto!