Madam Zou, however, watched with keen interest as Lu Ming raped Gan Mei, her cheek resting on her hand.
Even though they hadn't known each other for long, she knew men were lustful; once they got what they wanted, they'd act immediately, without a word, just to have sex!
Stroking her belly, she still hoped Lu Ming would ejaculate inside her, so she could have children with him.
After more than a hundred thrusts, Lu Ming's back swayed back and forth, thrusting powerfully at an incredible speed. The point where their bodies were joined made a series of "plop" and "slap" sounds. Suddenly, Gan Mei's vagina contracted strongly, and streams of fluid gushed out.
With a loud roar from Lu Ming, his semen shot deep into Gan Mei's uterus.
"Ugh...ah...so full..." Gan Mei screamed, then fainted.
Her body still convulsed in the afterglow of her orgasm.
Her vagina contracted repeatedly, continuing to entwine around his penis, trying to squeeze out every last drop of semen!
A virgin being penetrated signifies that her uterus has been defiled, branded with its own mark!
"Your daughter is quite the little slut, even after she's passed out, she's still clinging to me!" Lu Ming leered as he pulled the woman beside him closer, teasing her while fondling her breasts.
Ning Lu kept her eyes tightly shut, unable to look at Lu Ming's wicked grin. Being played with alongside her daughter was an incredibly shameful thing for a respectable woman.
However, Lu Ming wouldn't let her go. Even though her figure was somewhat out of shape, not as voluptuous and beautiful as Madam Zou's, her mature womanly charm still aroused a desire in him.
"Ah! Sir… be gentle… ah… it's so full…" Ning Lu was roughly penetrated, her body fluids mixed with her daughter's fluids, making her very uncomfortable.
Forced to spread her legs and endure the rape of a man who wasn't her husband, it was utterly shameful!
Lu Ming thrust forcefully, plunging his massive member straight into Ning Lu's tight, honeyed passage. The head of his penis pressed firmly against her tender, smooth clitoris, throbbing slightly.
Ning Lu tried to sit up, but the friction of the head against her soft clitoris left her weak and powerless.
The hot penis rubbed against her tender flesh, seemingly melting it.
Lu Ming held Ning Lu's hands, forcing her upper body back, twisting her beautiful long hair, her brow furrowed. Her high, firm breasts heaved with each thrust, and her two snow-white, rosy buttocks collided with Lu Ming's lower body, producing crisp, slapping sounds.
Lu Ming's thrusts weren't fast, but each entry and exit was a rotating motion.
Each time the dragon withdrew, it brought forth a copious amount of vaginal fluid and tender, bright red flesh. Upon insertion, it crammed the delicate labia into the secret cave, the dragon thrusting through the overflowing, fluid-filled valley with a "sizzling" sound.
The powerful rotational force caused Ning Lu's full, smooth body to sway like a twisted candy with Lu Ming's movements. Fine beads of sweat appeared on Ning Lu's smooth, white forehead, and her pretty face displayed an expression that was hard to tell—a mixture of pain and pleasure—with Lu Ming's piston-like thrusts.
"Produce him and your daughter to continue my family line!"
"Mmm...ah...okay...ah...sir...oh...I can't take it anymore..."
Lu Ming took a deep breath, and his dragon instantly grew larger, beginning to thrust powerfully into Ning Lu's honeyed orifice.
Suddenly, Ning Lu's soft voice rose in a high-pitched cry. After a scream, her vaginal muscles contracted tightly, and a stream of warm vaginal fluid spurted onto Lu Ming's penis. Her beautiful body went limp, and she lay panting on the bed.
Lu Ming's lower body also thrust violently a few times. The head of his penis slammed into Ning Lu's tender cervix, and a stream of hot, thick semen shot out, hitting her delicate and sensitive clitoris. The heat made Ning Lu's snow-white flesh tremble violently, and her plump, beautiful legs involuntarily spasmed.
After ejaculating, Lu Ming remained on top of Ning Lu, panting. After a while, he withdrew. "What's your name?"
"My name is Ning Lu. I'm Gan Mei's mother," Ning Lu gasped. Lu Ming pulled her up, burying her head between his legs, licking the sticky, fishy-smelling thing.
"Lick them well, lick them clean. If you're satisfied, I'll take you as concubines." Lu Ming wouldn't marry them, but taking concubines was acceptable.
He could take as many concubines as he wanted, but not wives. If he became emperor or a king, his wife would be a queen or empress; he couldn't be so casual.
At this moment, Gan Mei woke up. Seeing Lu Ming playing with her mother's breasts, and her mother sucking on the man's filthy penis, she knew that everything was irreversible; she had been defiled.
To survive, she could only depend on the man before her. Fortunately, Lu Ming was still so young, with a bright future, which was a good thing.
"Since you're awake, come and eat something. I made this myself. Only Your Majesty can eat dishes I personally prepare. Come, don't be shy." Lu Ming placed four cooking pots on the table, and as he opened the lids, a fragrant aroma wafted out.
The five women couldn't help but swallow hard. Madam Zou was the first to taste it, and her eyes lit up at the first bite. She had only been going through the motions, not really thinking Lu Ming's cooking was that good, but now she realized she was wrong!
Gan Mei also joined in, picking up a piece of mutton and putting it in her mouth. The sweet and sour taste, without the gamey smell of mutton, was perfect for her, having just lost her virginity.
So she started eating without hesitation. Women are just as powerless against delicious food.
Conquer a woman in bed, then conquer her outside of bed with food.
Combining the two, he could make them devoted, compliant with his power and status, obediently relying on him and serving him.
Power and status are always paramount; how can a great man live a day without power?
After enjoying the meal, Lu Ming went back to bed and fell fast asleep.
Not long after, a voluptuous body nestled into her arms. Madam Zou hugged Lu Ming tightly, looking at the man beneath her, more than ten years her junior. From now on, he would be her support.
Bearing a child with a boy who was only a teenager was a shameful thing, but as the head of the household, she had every right to do so.
And what mattered to her was securing her position, uniting with her other concubines, and having a son or daughter of her own.