In the office, Chris looked at the recent operational reports, noting that the production line for the big trucks was still running smoothly. With the convenience of customs, he could even export them to other countries for sale. The profits from cars were high, and the profits from repairs were not bad either.
When faced with his company, which has a mafia background, and wishes to renege on the cooperation, the other party needed to think twice. Chris never believed in delayed justice; if justice was late, it was just nonsense. If justice didn't arrive, he became the justice himself!
His personal secretary, Sinthea, walked into the office wearing silver high heels.
"Honey, there's a representative from a major corporation here. They want to discuss a business collaboration with you."
"When?" Chris comfortably leaned back in his chair, while under the desk, Sebastian's mother, Savella, continued to pleasure him orally.
Ever since he had started using the perfect super soldier serum, Chris had noticed a side effect: after ejaculation and indulging in a satisfying meal to regain energy, he constantly craved sex like he had developed a sex addiction...
Sinthea had already noticed the high heels under the desk, but she didn't expose her husband. Although she addressed him as "honey," she was loyal enough not to meddle in matters she shouldn't.
"They sent a telegram saying they'll be here in about two days. They want to collaborate with our film company and help with advertising. If we agree, I'll negotiate the terms with them."
"Okay, I'll leave it to you then. Remember to leverage the extraordinary Steve, the first super soldier, as a selling point to maximize profits." Chris naturally wouldn't refuse. He was just a businessman at heart, fundamentally focused on doing business. He didn't hesitate to even exploit his own brother. To some extent, one could say he had become a qualified ruthless capitalist.
"Understood!" Sinthea replied curtly, turning and closing the office door.
Chris pulled Mrs. Savella out from under the desk, pushed her down on the desk, and thrust his long, thick cock right in, enjoying the warmth of the mature woman's pussy!
The idea of treating Sebastian Shaw's mother as a cum dumpster and a fertility tool was all Chris had in mind.
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A day later, at the Iceberg Bar in New York, Chris brought aunt Esther to dinner with him.
In the office, Chris tossed a cigarette, put his arm around Esther and rubbed his right hand on her ample waist, "When are you coming back to Gotham City? I'll go with you to see, Gotham is a good place."
"Heh, don't underestimate my former boss Falcone and Gotham, if you're not careful, you could die!" Penguin laughed, his eyes flashing a few times, thinking that this guy was really nonchalant, playing with his mother right in front of him.
"I've never been afraid, it's all a matter of profit, as long as there's cooperation, no one will refuse money. So, what is Falcone's background exactly?" Chris stroked Esther nonchalantly, thrilled by the sensation of playing with his mother right in front of a super criminal!
Esther was already breathing heavily, her body had been so thoroughly developed by Chris that she knew what the man wanted just by looking at her. Her legs were clenched and she was afraid her panties would get wet if she let her juices out.
"He's Carmine's. He must be related or Carmine wouldn't let him do what he does..." The Penguin smoked a cigarette and slowly poured out dusty memories of being kicked out of Gotham and left homeless. "That's the story, so what family are you going to work with? Why don't you join me?"
"Heh, there is a good news for you my dear friend, dealing with the likes of Falcone is something I can easily handle now! We can make deals, but we can't work together. Good friends don't work together, it hurts feelings, and I don't have many friends, I don't want friends turning on each other." Chris wrapped his arms around Esther and smoked a cigarette, the feeling of having a beautiful woman in his arms and the world at his fingertips was back!
The Penguin's eyebrows raised, "You're pretty good at talking. Don't die or my mom will die of sadness."
Aunt Esther was a little shy, she was already Chris' wife, it was because of the drunkenness that caused it, and she didn't expect Chris to be so bold, how dare he fucked his friend's mother, and even bareback creampied for countless times!!!
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