Before ejaculation was about to begin, Zhao An thrust hard over ten tis, his cock shoving deep into her. His waist felt numb, and a wave of intense pleasure spread from his penis tip throughout his body. Thick, hot sen, pulsating with his cock, shot out wave after wave into the depths of the young, charming actress's vagina, spurting against the opening of her womb with such force that the sen shot directly into her uterus!
Anne Hathaway rolled her eyes as she was overwheld by the scalding sperm. Another orgasm washed over her, and she nearly fainted from the intense pleasure. Her lower abdon began to swell abnormally. Twenty minutes of intercourse had resulted in an incredibly large amount of sen, so much so that it bulged outward.
Zhao An shuddered a few tis, but decided against forced insemination because he still needed Anne Hathaway for the third film.
With the trilogy planned, Zhao An could easily start filming the third film, finish Anne Hathaway's scenes, and then return to the other parts. Edit it all together, and it'll be the perfect movie!
After a few tender monts, Zhao An pulled out his cock and shoved it into Anne's mouth, "Lick it clean!"
Anne had no choice but to obediently lick Zhao An's cock, licking it clean from the foamy, sen-soaked cock. She wiped the wetness from her pubic hair with a tissue. Though her makeup was smudged by the sen, she smiled and said, "Boss, done!"
"Well, you're doing great. Hehe, keep it up." Zhao An pinched her chin and suggested trying different positions next ti!
As soon as Zhao An left, Anne sat on the toilet, pressing one hand against her abdon, trying to squeeze out the sen. But her cervix was already closed, locking the sen inside. This had no effect at all. Only so sen escaped from her vagina, while the majority was ejaculated into her uterus. Not much was wasted!
Anne Hathaway's heart sank at this. She could accept the unspoken rules, but she had never imagined getting pregnant from rape. Whether it was giving birth or having an abortion, it would be a devastating blow to her health; she simply couldn't accept it.
Scarlett found it a bit amusing. The feeling of being ejaculated inside was indeed pleasurable, and she had no idea why it had penetrated so deeply. Now she could only hope she didn't get it. If she did get pregnant, she really didn't know what to say.
Back in the hall, Zhao An chatted with the other actors. After his previous display of wealth, he had a ton of complints. Curbing the boss was sothing every employee had to do. Even if they didn't, they still had to say a few nice things when they t. Otherwise, how could they possibly give the boss a hard ti? In this society, being rich was considered a big deal.
At this point, so actors had already made phone calls to spread the word about the leukemia drug. They wanted to contact familiar bosses to work with Zhao An. Doing a favor would make everything much easier in the future.
Zhao An had anticipated this developnt, but his phone number wasn't widely known. At most, it would focus attention on him again, and everyone would forget about other matters.
In reality, the formula had already been finalized, but it hadn't been released. Furthermore, Zhao An was still preoccupied with the subsequent distribution of profits from overseas markets.
Samsung Group was a pawn of the United States. Even with Lee Boo-jin around, he wouldn't consider Samsung. He didn't favor Korean partners. As for Japan, the chaebols were in power, so any cooperation would be with them.
The mainland market was straightforward. The Lin family would handle the raw materials, while the Bai family would handle sales. The drug would be produced in their own factories, maintaining control over the drugs and ensuring quality.
As for sales, there was no need to worry. As for destroying the livelihoods of other pharmaceutical companies, the Bai and Lin families would shoulder the burden, leaving Zhao An no chance of success.
Such a move would surely resonate worldwide. He only needed to expose the pharmaceutical companies that were harassing and attacking him in the dia, and they would be dood. Leveraging public pressure to accomplish these things is the most effective way.
Arriving on the balcony, Zhao An answered a secret phone call.
"Boss, the Trump family has sent soone to investigate Ivanka's disappearance." A female voice, emotionless and cold as a winter wind, echoed.
"Oh, who is it?" Zhao An asked curiously, lighting a cigarette. Afterward, a single cigarette truly made him feel happier than a god.
"Donald's wife, lania," the bodyguard continued.
"Okay, I understand. You've worked hard. Get so rest." After Zhao An hung up the phone, a lustful expression suddenly lit up. "Things are really getting more and more interesting, haha."
It didn't matter who was sent to investigate. Ivanka was now being fucked by him every day, for three hours at a ti. She had beco his shape. Even if he let her go now, she wouldn't run away. She couldn't resist a life without a big cock pounding her cunt. Such a life would drive her crazy.
This isn't a trait, but a unique form of sexual addiction. This addiction leads to a constant obsession with being fucked.
First, I'll turn Ivanka into a slut, then slowly cultivate her, train her, and finally make her my woman.
This plan will take a month, and before that, there must be no other obstacles. Since lania is coming, it's her own bad luck.
Zhao An humd a little tune as he returned to the venue. A sinister plan brewed in his mind, and he had already figured out how to carry it out.
The sound of high heels tapping on the floor reached him. Amy, with a whiff of fragrance, approached. "Boss, thank you for the gift. Can you put it on for ?"
It was a jade necklace. Actually, it wasn't a natural necklace, but a monitoring device Zhao An had built to interfere with brain waves, potentially creating a hypnotic effect.
This was just an experint; with the system, nothing could be impossible. There haven't been any system upgrades lately. This isn't because they've been forgotten, but rather because most of the achievents have already been achieved. Even perverse practices like sexual intercourse increasing physical fitness and lifespan have erged, leaving few system achievents to pursue.
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