This wasn't teaching her any physiological knowledge; it was clearly an attempt to rape her!
An Hong, of course, knew what was going on. She dared not move, nor dared she refuse.
Because she was truly desperate.
These days, everyone is very pragmatic. Even relatives have feelings; it's not that there are no feelings at all.
But even with feelings, one must be rational. Like cancer—knowing it's cancer.
Of course, no one will lend money for treatment. There's no cure; lending money would be a waste of time. So no one would lend.
This wasn't a matter of feelings…
It was a matter of rationality.
So when An Hong went to borrow money, not a single relative lent her any, simply because her family couldn't afford it.
An Hong's monthly salary was only a few thousand yuan, and it was unstable.
She also had a son about to go to university, preparing for the college entrance exam. Where would she get the money? She had absolutely no money. Lending money would be a complete waste, not even a ripple. So no one would lend her money.
"Boss... Boss, can you lend me some money?"
An Hong trembled. Although she was a saleswoman, outgoing and not the type to be promiscuous or use her body for personal gain, she was a model of virtue.
Zhao An lewdly pulled An Hong close and began kissing her neck. "Of course, just twenty million.
Until you pay it back, you'll be at my beck and call. You can quit your sales job. I'll secretly give you ten thousand a month until you pay it back."
"Ah! Boss, my... my son needs to go to university, and he needs tuition."
An Hong lowered her head, somewhat embarrassed. She could only explain her predicament.
And she also wanted to subtly remind him that her son was his classmate, and not to go too far.
Unexpectedly, Zhao An became even more excited.
He wanted to play with his classmate's mother, he wanted to play with virtuous, respectable women like her; otherwise, it wouldn't be interesting.
"I'll give you five thousand yuan for living expenses, you just need to pay back five thousand every month.
By the way, Auntie, have you had a tubal ligation? Or do you have an IUD?"
An Hong shook her head, biting her lip, seemingly remembering something, her expression pleading, "No, boss, what do you want?"
Zhao An nodded with a lewd grin, "That's right, I want you to have my child!
For each child you have, I'll give you two million, and I'll cover all the expenses during that time.
Qian Jin is going to university, right? I'll also give you pocket money, you can use it to support his university education.
Auntie, as long as you can Make me feel comfortable, money is no object."
An Hong was dumbfounded. She hadn't expected that at her age…
Zhao An would still make such an outrageous demand. "Boss, I'm already so old."
Before she could finish speaking, he interrupted, "So what if I'm old? I say it's okay, and that's it.
Now I'm giving you a choice: either agree, or you leave now."
Looking at Zhao An's domineering, lewd smile, An Hong had no way to argue. His intentions were clear: he not only wanted her to be his mistress, but also to bear his children.
"Boss, aren't you afraid of the trouble after the child is born?"
Zhao An lewdly picked An Hong up. "I'll handle everything. It's alright, just give birth!"
At this point, what choice did An Hong have?
She could only close her eyes and accept her fate.
Zhao An's price was irresistible. For her son, she had no choice but to offer her body.
For the sake of her family, even though being an older mother was dangerous, she had no choice but to comply.
Before An Hong could react, her clothes were torn to shreds, and a strong man pressed down on her.
He lowered himself and kissed An Hong's lips.
This kiss heightened the sensitivity of his penis.
He thrust his hips, driving his penis downwards. The hard, iron-like glans forced open the dark red labia majora, proving it hadn't been used much.
Zhao An grinned lewdly and continued thrusting. Upon entry, he felt the vaginal walls tightly envelop him, like layers of fleshy sheaths, constantly writhing, wet and ripe, sucking his penis inch by inch.
Two slender, beautiful legs clamped around Zhao An's waist, her whole body tense.
The vagina began to rhythmically contract and pulsate.
The already incredibly tight vaginal opening felt as if it would snap his penis in two.
The raised clitoral hoods on the vaginal walls felt like brushes, generating a strong electric current as they brushed against the glans, almost causing Zhao An to ejaculate instantly.
The sensation was intense, far more intense than with other women.
"Oh...oh...ah...um...oh...huff..."
An Hong gasped, her ten delicate toes clenched and curled, her beautiful eyes staring at the ceiling, her small mouth slightly open, seemingly trying to find a way to alleviate the incredibly stimulating numbness.
Her slender, alluring feet swayed in the air, their arcs becoming increasingly astonishing with each increasingly forceful thrust!
Her flat stomach began to slowly swell.
Each time the penis reached that spot, her belly would bulge, the shape of the bulge clearly visible through her fair skin!