Rebirth: Encyclopedia System

Secretary Zhao Fei was holding a video camera, filming herself completely naked in high heels. A thick, white smear of semen clung to her thighs between her legs, making it clear she had been defiled!

Five charming female anchors: the young and beautiful Wu Xiao Miao, the sultry Xiao Qi, the coquettish Xuan Zi, the powerful and domineering Chen Yifa, and the innocent and slutty Feng Timo. Each of these women possessed a unique charm and style, and naturally, their approach to sex was also different.

After fucking Feng Timo for five minutes, the moment she reached orgasm, Zhao An pulled out his penis and thrust it back into Wu Xiao Miao. He then lifted her stocking-clad legs onto his shoulders and began thrusting.

Feng Timo convulsed, her delicate body trembling. Her tender, pink vaginal opening was now stained with melanin. Previously pink, it had begun to discolor after Zhao An's frequent penetration. Her labia majora had been so battered by the constant in-and-out thrusts that it was difficult not to discolor.

Feng Timo's body spasmed uncontrollably during her climax, a stream of glistening urine and orgasmic fluid gushing out from her vagina. She'd clearly been fucked to the point of urinating, losing control of her bladder. This feeling must have been incredibly pleasurable.

Wu Xiao Miao's delicate hands, painted with bright red nail polish, gripped Zhao An's arms tightly. With each thrust, they gripped the man's arms with all their might. Her vagina swelled, her entire vagina filled, leaving no gaps. Even her heart felt immensely satisfied. Her beautiful eyes shone with a hint of confusion. "Hubby... I'm so happy... so comfortable... Oh... Fuck me... Wuuuu... Ah... Fuck me every day... Oh... I... want... to be fucked to death... by my husband..."

This was the kind of talk only someone who had given themselves over to lust could say. And Zhao An would always fuck her to the point of unconsciousness. The gratification of orgasm was the source of all her joy.

"As you wish!" Zhao An bit Wu Xiao Miao's silk stocking-clad toes, thrusting his lower body more and more fiercely, his breathing becoming ragged with each thrust. He'd already ejaculated five or six times in one day, and yet he still had cum to spurt! This transformed physique was perfect for a stud!

His large tongue swept across the tender white silk stockings and toes, then he took the red nail polish he painted into his mouth and nibbled on it. The sensation in his mouth drove Zhao An even more wild. He could feel his cock being tightly drawn in by a vortex, the vaginal walls constantly pulling at his glans, his entire penis tightly gripped by small hands. If it weren't for his excellent self-control, he would have been squeezed dry by now.

The other three female anchors also leaned sideways, their beautiful eyes watching Wu Xiao Miao being fucked. Being a female anchor isn't without its share of competition, and there's bound to be some dislike for each other. But at this moment, they're all the same: the shameful secret mistresses, forced to open their legs and endure Zhao An's endless rape. If they get pregnant, they'll have to give birth as single mothers.

The thought of getting pregnant makes them wonder how they'll explain it to their families. Are they going to lie to their boss about their sexual exploits, the constant pounding day and night, and finally get pregnant?

Let alone such shameful things, no one in their right mind would say such things.

Wu Xiao Miao moaned like a dream. A woman's moan is the perfect aphrodisiac! Zhao An's breathing quickened, a sign of arousal. The double stimulation of the woman's toes in his mouth and the pleasure from his lower body made his breathing quicker, and a tingling pleasure gathered on his glans.

"Little Miao... honey... I'm going to cum... all for you... all... cum for you... make you pregnant... make you give me a baby!" Zhao An began to suck on Aunt Xia's toes vigorously, thrusting his lower body vigorously, each time pulling the head of his penis out to the vaginal opening before thrusting it in forcefully.

Each time he thrusted vigorously, the semen and vaginal fluid rubbing together at the point of their intercourse, forming a sticky mass that exuded a fishy odor.

"Mmm... good... ah... cum inside... oh... cum inside... husband... fill... my slutty wife's... pussy... with your cum... husband... I love you!" Wu Xiao Miao also tilted her head back, revealing her snow-white neck, veins throbbing with exertion. Her lower body naturally tightened, tightening her vagina once again, and the temperature rose simultaneously, all signs of a pre-climax.

As the pleasure on the head of his penis grew stronger, the accumulated pleasure reached its peak. Zhao An groaned, thrusting his cock all the way in, pressing the glans against her, as if being sucked by a small mouth. Wu Xiao Miao's vagina tightened, like a volcano, the muscles squeezing the cock, as if to squeeze out all the semen.

"Ah!" "Mmm!"

Two distinct sighs, both imbued with the charm of satisfaction. Streams of thick, vibrant semen shot into the womb of the female anchor beneath him. He pinned the anchor, who boasted hundreds of thousands of followers, beneath his crotch, raping her wantonly, no condom needed, and at climax, he could unbridledly ejaculate into the woman's vagina.

After ejaculating, he let go of Wu Xiao Miao's beautiful legs. Turning around, Zhao An lifted Xiao Qi's legs, resting well, and resumed his thrusts from the side. This position allowed him to grasp Xiao Qi's breasts from behind, saving even more effort.

After ejaculating, he'd switch to another woman, with no time to rest. He was either in the middle of sex or on the way. Zhao An spent the entire night like a tireless stud, venting his lust on the five female anchors.

It wasn't until two in the morning that Zhao An finally climbed off his secretary, Zhao Fei, with a satisfied look on his body. He embraced her slender figure, "Come home with me tonight!"

"Yes, honey." Zhao Fei felt a flicker of smug joy. Going home was a privilege only granted by recognition.

The other five anchors' eyes flickered with envy. Although they were all Zhao An's women, their status in their hearts was vastly different. To gain recognition, one had to work harder.

They all knew Zhao An's mother was open-minded and didn't mind how many women her son took. As long as she approved, they were her daughters-in-law, whether they got married or not. At least they wouldn't have to worry about being abandoned.