Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 108: Dreamlike Feeling

Chapter 108: Chapter 108: Dreamlike Feeling

Yang Fan had managed to enter only partially, but the stimulation was intense under such circumstances.

Especially because his sister-in-law was so warm and tight, it made the stimulation even more intense.

But it was not a good position for performance.

He couldn’t do anything else and could only repeat this blunt position.

Puff puff puff...

Although it was not too deep, it seemed to stimulate the sister-in-law considerably.

Her cries grew higher and higher as if she had reached a state of oblivion, where only the stimulation remained.

Zhou Wenhui quietly took out her phone, dimmed the screen to its lowest, and then opened the chat box and typed a line of text.

Yang Fan just glanced at it and then focused on her smooth, naked body.

Under the dim light of the phone, her breasts were conspicuously highlighted, appearing exceptionally perky and full.

In the near-total darkness where one couldn’t see their hand in front of their face, only this pair, bathed in dim light, captivated Yang Fan, his already excited pulse soared even more, making him almost unable to resist grabbing them firmly to feel their elasticity.

Zhou Wenhui didn’t notice Yang Fan’s unusual behavior. She sneakily glanced at Ye Tong, who was still moaning continuously, and handed her phone screen to Yang Fan.

"What do you want to do about it later?" she wrote on her phone.

What to do next, Yang Fan didn’t know either.

Directly going further certainly wouldn’t work, his sister-in-law would definitely notice.

At that time, the imitation from Little Mother wouldn’t fool anyone.

Seeing him shake his head, Zhou Wenhui glanced at Ye Tong and quietly moved behind Yang Fan.

Her pert and warm buttocks were pressed against Yang Fan’s backside, her entire back almost completely flush against him.

This small movement made Yang Fan’s body stiffen once again.

Little Mother had been making too many of these little movements today!

By now, Yang Fan was almost certain of his judgment, Little Mother definitely had designs on him.

If she didn’t have these intentions, these movements could have been avoided.

After a moment, she turned back around, handing the dim phone screen back to Yang Fan.

She wrote, "Take it out later and redo it elsewhere. This time, I wanted you to go all the way, but with the current situation, just hold on and don’t go too deep."

Yang Fan nodded, it seemed that was all he could do at the moment.

Zhou Wenhui gave Yang Fan a cheeky wink and suddenly placed the phone screen on Ye Tong’s buttocks.

She even thoughtfully provided Yang Fan with a light.

Although the light, dimmed to its lowest, was weaker than a firefly’s glow, it indeed made things visible.

Yang Fan could not only see his sister-in-law’s tender and aesthetically pleasing "golden valley" but also Little Mother’s enticingly perky pair of buttocks. The sudden illumination multiplied the stimulation he could feel in that moment.

In that instant, he really felt as if injected with adrenaline, excitedly quickening his thrusting rhythm.

His heart was actually very conflicted, as beautiful as his sister-in-law’s body was, he wanted to feel it slowly, yet he also wanted to thrust fiercely.

After struggling internally for a while, Yang Fan still chose the latter first, then the former.

First a few vigorous thrusts, then slowly savoring the feeling.

Ye Tong’s moaning suddenly became more intense, "Ah ah... ah ah ah... Little Mother, it feels even bigger now, so full, I feel like I’m about to split open, ah ah ah..."

Zhou Wenhui, resting her elbow on Ye Tong’s smooth and round buttocks, was seriously admiring Yang Fan’s straightforward thrusting, and upon hearing the words, she laughed, "That must just be your imagination, probably because of my quick movements."

"Ah... slow down a bit, really slow down, I feel like I’m really going to split." Ye Tong cried out urgently.

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan gradually slowed down, slowly savoring the tightness and beauty his sister-in-law provided.

Today’s events felt surreal to him, as if he were dreaming.

Suddenly, the things he had fantasized about countless times had become reality.

Although it was all done stealthily.

But in front of Little Mother, it seemed he was outright bold.

He had shown everything that needed to be shown, almost devoid of privacy.

And Little Mother didn’t hesitate to let her perky pair sway in front of Yang Fan, very openly.

Slapping sounds...

Accompanied by sister-in-law’s increasingly high-pitched moans, Yang Fan could feel it.

He suddenly sped up a few times, then swiftly withdrew.

Splash...

As he released fully, time seemed to stop at that moment.

Yang Fan stared blankly at the crouching Little Mother, and the fluids wildly streaming over her face and her heavy breasts.

Wenhui seemed caught off guard by Yang Fan’s sudden greeting, her expression somewhat stiff.

She quickly turned off her phone, stealthily pushed Yang Fan a bit, then said to Ye Tong, "How does it feel?"

"This toy of yours is a bit too stimulating. I just couldn’t help but want you to go deeper," Ye Tong, resting her head heavily on the sofa without noticing the oddness behind her, said breathily.

Wenhui chuckled, "Looks like they did a good job with this thing. Fanzi and Wei Juan must be asleep by now, let’s go shower."

"...Okay." Ye Tong seemed genuinely exhausted, her voice barely audible.

"Little Mother, what’s that on your body, why is it sticky?"

"It’s all because of you, you splashed on my chest," Wenhui said irritably.

"How could that be, how could mine be so sticky?" Ye Tong asked.

"I don’t know, here, your clothes."

"Turn on a light, how can I dress without a light?"

"Just throw something on, you’ve made me so sleepy, hurry up and wash, then we’ll tidy up slowly."

"Oh, okay then."

...

The two left the attic, their voices fading away very softly.

Yang Fan was almost ready to crawl back under the bed when he heard Little Mother urging to take a shower, and only then did he stop.

Today’s affair was really thrilling.

Sister-in-law had entered halfway, allowing him an unabashed view of Little Mother, and he ended up covered in fluids.

Yang Fan still felt somewhat surreal, as if it were all a dream.

He stood there, dazed, and recollected himself before hurriedly putting on his clothes by the light of his phone, and sneaking back to his own room.

No sooner had he opened his door a crack than he saw Wei Juan lying on his bed playing with her phone.

Yang Fan immediately felt as though he’d been caught red-handed.

Trying to remain calm, he walked in and asked apologetically, "Have you been here for a while?"

Wei Juan put down her phone, sat up, and looked at Yang Fan with a smile, "Not long, just a minute. What were you up to?"

"Helping Little Mother move plants. She always has to switch their spots every ten days or so," Yang Fan casually answered.