In the luxurious room, Zhao An sat on the sofa, smoking a cigarette as he waited. He was getting excited; his penis was already hard.
Shortly afterward, Blanchett erged, dressed in a white robe. Whether intentionally or not, the robe she was given was almost transparent, revealing her nipples and pubic hair. It was less a costu and more a kind of unconventional erotic attire!
"Sir, I don't think this outfit is appropriate," Blanchett said, covering her breasts with one hand and her genitals with the other, trying to prevent the man from seeing.
"Why do you say that?" Zhao An asked, exhaling smoke, his legs crossed, giving off an air of soone seeking pleasure in a brothel.
"This outfit is shaful; it doesn't cover anything at all," Blanchett stated frankly. While foreign won are generally more open, that's only with n they find attractive. For ordinary people, who would casually expose their body?
Zhao An chuckled and said, "Let go of my hands, don't be shy. This is a temporary costu. I'll listen to your suggestion; the formal attire will be a pure white robe. Do you know why it's designed this way? Do you think it's just for sex appeal?"
Blanchet shook her head. "I don't know." However, she didn't let go of her hands, seemingly waiting for sothing, waiting for an explanation?
"You're playing a Middle-earth elf. What are elves? Elves who love nature. They aren't necessarily peace-loving, but they definitely love nature. Your role is the Elven Queen, a woman who loves nature. This fabric design is just right; it shows off your figure, your natural beauty. Look at your breasts, high and firm, a perfect golden curve. This peach-shaped buttock, big and perky—these are all advantages. Showing them off expresses your confidence. Do you understand?"
This was a bit of a misinterpretation, but there was so truth to it. Blanchett pondered for a mont, then lowered her hands, revealing two full, large breasts. The areolas were clearly visible, tinged with a delicate pink—a rare sight indeed. Beneath the tender skin, her flat stomach showed no sign of bloating, and her perfectly proportioned waist was neither too plump nor too thin, possessing both voluptuousness and beauty. Below her waist were sharply widened pelvises, and two slender, shapely legs accentuated her large buttocks.
Her round, full, millstone-sized buttocks were incredibly attractive to n; large and perky, they were a rare find among won. Through her sheer clothing, her fair skin was almost visible. Her legs were straight and long, her thighs rounded and powerful, her calves full and shapely, giving her a more three-dinsional appearance. Especially her fair, delicate feet clad in high heels, her ten sexy toes unadorned, her nails revealing a healthy complexion—such a beauty was captivating, impossible to look away from. What a stunning mature woman!
Zhao An's penis was already hard. For a woman, the best indicator of beauty is her erection. A constantly erect, hard penis is the ultimate tribute and expression of a woman's beauty!
Blanchette also saw Zhao An's erect penis, her expression slightly changing, a mixture of pleasure and revulsion. "I understand, I'll begin my performance now." She then began reciting lines from a movie while simultaneously performing a dance, occasionally adopting a queenly aura during negotiations.
Zhao An took off his suit jacket, his excitent already building. "Very good, very good!" He clapped his hands, his expression one of intense excitent.
"Thank you." Blanchette bowed deeply, making her body appear even more alluring. Already possessing an astonishing height of 1.74 ters, she now appeared even taller, reaching 1.84 ters. Such a height, combined with her innate performing talent, quickly allowed her to perfectly embody the haughty aura of an elven queen.
Such a woman was simply a beauty, a gift from heaven. However, Blanchett wasn't considered exceptionally beautiful; her looks were decent, above average. So won don't rely on pretty faces to survive; charisma is crucial for a woman's success. A woman without charisma is just a generic shell, lacking a distinct personality and soul.
Seeing this, Zhao An's penis throbbed with a painful hardness. He slowly walked over, gazing at the alluring body beneath the sheer fabric. "You truly are a stunner. I was initially planning a proper collaboration, but now I've changed my mind."
Blanchet, now uninhibited, didn't mind the man's gaze on her nearly naked body. Instead, she proudly straightened her posture, making her large breasts even more prominent. "So, what's your change of heart?"
"I won't let you leave. You're mine now. Be my woman, and I can satisfy all your needs. I'll let you act, choose movies that are unique and interesting to you. I'll provide you with all the material comforts of life. Your husband and son can stay with us..." "Australia, you'll have my babies again. Scarlett and the others got pregnant by , this isn't the first ti, and it won't be the last." Zhao An lewdly pulled Blanchett into his arms, placing her delicate hand on his penis. "Give it a good touch, it'll bring you pleasure."
Blanchett was sowhat surprised. "You can't do this! I can't do this!"
"Hehe, you can't escape. After I'm done with you, you can go ask Scarlett and the others why they didn't leave." Zhao An picked Blanchett up and threw her onto the large bed, stripping off his clothes to reveal his twenty-centiter-long, thick penis, so long and so thick, with prominent veins—a very visually striking sight.
Blanchett was sowhat surprised, but she wasn't panicked. As a mature woman, she didn't resist sex; in fact, at this age, many won have a relatively high sex drive. She needed to consider the future, future developnt, not montary pleasure. "You an you want to be your mistress?"
Blancette's brows furrowed slightly, her aura hardening. "This won't do. Please stop, or I'll have my lawyer send you a cease and desist letter!"
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