Ivanka was lifted up and placed face-up on the desk, her round belly occasionally twitching, the baby inside moving.

Ivanka seemed to realize something, and with a ripping sound, Zhao An roughly ripped off her underwear. Her genitals were smooth and hairless, while the base of Zhao An's penis was covered in pubic hair. The saying "more pubic hair means a stronger sex drive" wasn't just a figure of speech.

Her shaved genitals, coated with hair removal cream, resembled a white tiger. Her labia majora were slightly parted, the pink cleft now tinged with melanin, somewhat glaringly dark. Before, it was a delicate pink, but after Zhao An's daily use and violation, averaging over three thousand thrusts a day, it was no wonder it had darkened. That's how labia majora are; the more they're used, the more pigment accumulates. That's why the word "black fungus" is associated with a slutty woman. The more it's fucked, the darker it becomes.

His hard penis was already covered in saliva, needing no lubrication. The glans pressed against the moist vaginal opening. In just a few seconds, Ivanka was ready to be penetrated. Her vagina naturally secreted lustful fluids, clearly indicating successful training. A proud heiress had been reduced to a wanton sex slave—a transformation that filled Zhao An with extreme pride.

"Master!" Ivanka bit her red lips lightly, making a coquettish expression. She knew this expression would excite a man; the expression of a weak and alluring woman always made a man unable to control his erection.

Sure enough, Zhao An's breathing quickened. He inserted the glans, thrusting his hips forward, and his entire penis entered Ivanka's already wet vagina without any resistance. A wave of pleasure, enveloped in warmth, swept over her, and the soft, tender flesh immediately began to writhe. It had already taken on the shape of his penis, perfectly enveloping it. It sucked on the glans repeatedly, and the pleasure exploded. "Hiss...so horny...so horny even while pregnant...it feels so good to fuck her!"

Melania, who had been under the table, got up and sat in a chair. Her manicured fingers grabbed Zhao An's buttocks and spread them apart. She extended her pink tongue to lick Zhao An's anus, squeezing the anal canal and stimulating his prostate, making him even happier. Only prostitutes would do this, and the lowest, most shameless prostitutes at that. But Melania didn't hesitate at all; she did it immediately.

Slap slap slap! The room was filled with the sounds of flesh colliding. Zhao An didn't restrain himself; he wasn't afraid of hurting the baby. In his eyes, Ivanka was just a sex slave; he could fuck her however he wanted, as long as he was satisfied first. If it were his mother, he wouldn't be so rough. His approach changed depending on the woman he was dealing with.

Ivanka, while using her hand to shield Zhao An's belly to prevent the man from penetrating too tightly and harming the baby, moaned passionately, "Oh... Master's... big cock... is inside... This slut likes it so much... Ah... So happy... Husband... so amazing... I'm going to be fucked to death by my husband... Ah... Big cock Master... Oh... Fuck this slut to death... This slut... is Master's... flesh toilet... Mmm... So thick... So big..."

Seeing Ivanka's seductive state, Zhao An excitedly thrust his lower body rapidly. His huge and firm penis made piston-like movements back and forth in Ivanka's vagina. His penis felt tightly enveloped by soft flesh, the sensitive glans rubbing against the inner walls of Ivanka's vagina, feeling an unprecedented pleasure. Ivanka, however, felt no discomfort; instead, she let out joyful moans.

This foreign woman is so resilient; she's practically indestructible no matter how much she's fucked, and riding her feels just like riding a horse. Riding a mare, galloping and charging across the grasslands. No pity needed, lust could be indulged to the fullest.

*Pop!* Zhao An pulled out his penis, placed Melania on the table, lying side-by-side with Ivanka, her lower body off the ground. Zhao An lifted her up, his large hands supporting her plump buttocks, and his penis, dripping with Ivanka's fluids, effortlessly slid into Melania's body. This mother and daughter were now being fucked, both serving the same man.

*Oh…husband…ah…gently…ah…don't hurt the baby…oh…so big…so comfortable…my pussy…is so full…so swollen!* Melania felt more than just lust for Zhao An; she loved him first, then was fucked, so her devotion to him was incredibly passionate, a mixture of submission and deep love.

* Melania wasn't a stunningly beautiful woman, but her status and the mature allure of a married woman gave Zhao An immense pleasure, and he always wanted to have his way with her. Sometimes, even while talking to Trump on the phone, he would have sex with her, as if it made him even more excited. And indeed, it did; the pleasure was exceptionally intense.

In fact, Trump not only knew about this, but also tacitly approved of it. He needed to cooperate with Zhao An to obtain the sales rights for the leukemia drug. He was aware of the drug's development progress, so he tacitly approved of his daughter and wife becoming Zhao An's sex slaves. He could act as if nothing had happened; he could continue to have children and marry again. As long as his heart was strong enough, he wouldn't be bothered by worries.

The round pregnant belly swayed back and forth with each thrust. Having sex with a pregnant woman always had a special flavor. A pregnant woman's vagina becomes particularly hot due to pregnancy—a physiological need, and also to stimulate the penis. In the hot, high-temperature environment, the glans penis becomes extremely sensitive, speeding up ejaculation. Once the penis ejaculates, the vagina won't be penetrated, indirectly increasing safety. Inside the office, a passionate scene unfolded, while outside, everything remained normal, except the female employees were either naked or wearing lingerie. Wearing lingerie implied a desire to be sexually assaulted, yet they were too embarrassed to say so—wasn't that blatant seduction?

Occasionally, people from other departments would come in to handle business, passing through a special changing room where they would remove their clothes before entering. Entering meant the possibility of being sexually assaulted at any moment. Those who had experienced it were indifferent, but the female employees who hadn't were always extremely shy. When they were lucky enough to witness Zhao An pinning other female employees down on desks or the floor and having sex with them, they couldn't escape; only by being sexually assaulted were they considered one of their own.

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