Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 191: Feed Her!

Chapter 191: Chapter 191: Feed Her!

"The only reason you feel something’s off is probably because I made things too perfect for you, right?" Wei Juan giggled softly, her hand gently stroking and playing with Yang Fan’s member, keeping it in motion.

Yang Fan shook his head, "Probably because, it seems like I have no control over many things, that’s what makes me uneasy."

Although the current situation was quite nice for Yang Fan.

In essence, everyone had their own ideas, and none of them coincided with Yang Fan’s.

Wei Juan smiled tenderly, "Everyone has their own opinions, so they can’t all follow your will, right? As long as the result is good, who cares about the process? Just enjoy and accept it."

"I’d like to refuse, but would you agree?" Yang Fan said with a smile.

"Could you give up your sister-in-law?" Wei Juan teased with a smile.

Yang Fan paused, then reluctantly admitted, "If my sister-in-law never agrees, what can I do but give up?"

"That’s why, my arrangement is the best for both of us." Wei Juan hooked her hand around Yang Fan’s neck, pulling his head closer to her, "Are you still so focused when playing with me, or have I lost my allure for you?"

Yang Fan gently nibbled on Wei Juan’s nipples, like glistening red beans standing erect, and laughed, "Once my thoughts are sorted, I can fully and devotedly enjoy it!"

"You think too much." Wei Juan, with a smile at the corner of her mouth, rolled her eyes in mock exasperation and suddenly flipped over, pinning Yang Fan underneath her.

She straddled him, very nimbly switching positions; her legs went around his neck, and she swiftly lifted off his boxers. She had wanted to do this for a while but had been too shy to act.

Just now, the impulse suddenly sprang up in her heart, so she acted on it.

A sudden intense wave of embarrassment surged through Wei Juan, making her lovely face blush a translucent, shiny red, even her ear tips seemed almost see-through.

Bending down to take Yang Fan’s length into her mouth, Wei Juan’s body tensed with nervousness.

Although she acted on impulse, this sixty-nine position filled her with shame.

She was using her mouth on Yang Fan, but all her attention focused on her own "golden valley."

Though she was still wearing her sleep pants, it felt to her as though that area was completely exposed to Yang Fan’s view.

Such sensitive stimulation instantly put her body in a state of high excitement, her "golden valley" already quietly moistened, and the intense embarrassment seemed to make even contractions more pronounced.

Seeing Wei Juan’s initiative, Yang Fan immediately beamed with joy.

He yanked off Wei Juan’s sleep pants along with her white panties, spread her flexible buttocks with both hands, and peered into the mysterious "golden valley," from where moisture had already seeped out, tinged with a clear sheen.

Yang Fan dipped his finger in it, moistening it before slowly probing inside.

Wei Juan’s deliberate tightness allowed Yang Fan to insert only one finger, then with some effort, a pinky. He used both hands to spread open the tantalizingly pink "golden valley."

The inside was deep and winding, and Yang Fan could see nothing, but he found this kind of play endlessly amusing.

Seeking out the hidden delights always seemed to heighten his interest.

"Mmmm..."

Wei Juan, with her mouth full, could no longer stifle her soft moans, her voice sultry and soul-stirring.

Yang Fan’s teasing made her feel both ashamed and possessed by a strong desire.

This secret thrill, buried beneath her embarrassment, sent electrifying pleasure through her body. Despite her attempts to restrain it, the excitement could not help but escape through her mouth.

Yang Fan withdrew his fingers and brought his mouth closer.

The delicate and blushing flesh was so tempting, he couldn’t resist tasting it lightly.

"Ah..."

The slightest touch of his tongue caused the tender spot to contract as if it were a touch-me-not reacting to contact, withdrawing all its blooming petals, camouflaging itself.

Wei Juan panted softly, keeping her voice as low as possible, for fear of disturbing the guests upstairs.

But when Yang Fan’s tongue tip delved deep inside, Wei Juan struggled to endure until she reached her limit.

She could no longer bear it and, caught off guard, she let go of her throat, "Ah..."

That soulful and pleasant cry was melodious and crisp.

Startled, she quickly bit down hard on Yang Fan’s member, trying to use it to stop her own voice.

This deep move made Yang Fan involuntarily shiver slightly all over.

Still, a profound penetration was even more stimulating.

Fearing she would cry out too loudly again, Wei Juan swiftly shifted all her attention onto Yang Fan, focusing intently on his manhood, pushing her lips and tongue to their limits.

As she got serious, the stimulation Yang Fan felt instantly doubled.

Slurp slurp...

Wei Juan sucked with great effort.

Although she deliberately tried not to feel the stimulation of Golden Valley, and attempted to remain indifferent to the shame of the moment, the dual stimulation from Yang Fan’s hands and mouth still made it somewhat unbearable for her.

She couldn’t help but slightly lower her hips, feeling a little impulse stirring within her.

She wanted to sit on Yang Fan’s face and completely let go of herself.

But a strong sense of shame ultimately stopped her from doing so.

"Xiao Juan, speed up, I think I’m close," Yang said suddenly in a muffled voice.

Hearing this, Wei Juan hastily gathered her wildly drifting thoughts, energetically swallowing with both hand and mouth.

"Mmm... eh... mmm..."

Wei Juan moaned softly, trying to suppress her yelps, as Yang Fan suddenly exerted force from his waist.

In an instant, the volcano erupted.

Volume was massive and fierce, spilling out from the corners of Wei Juan’s mouth.

"Mmm..."

Wei Juan’s eyes widened in shock.

She seemed to be struggling to hold it in her throat, but it looked like she was almost out of her depth.

Gulp.

Her throat moved slightly, with a very distinct swallowing sound.

Yang Fan caressed and played with those fair and pert buttocks, sighing comfortably.

This feeling was truly amazing!

Wei Juan covered her mouth, quickly turned over, and sprang up, spitting the remnants in her mouth into the trash can by the door, and couldn’t help belching.

Seeing this, Yang Fan couldn’t help but laugh, "Full already?"

Wei Juan’s eyes sparkled with a myriad of seductive charms as she glared at Yang Fan sidelong and said irritably, "I got burped by the air you’ve pumped in, with that little bit of stuff you think I’d be full?"

Yang Fan laughed carelessly.

Xiao Wei Juan was getting bolder, to actually dare say such things.

"Should I save up a bit more for you?" Yang Fan said with a laugh.

Wei Juan shot Yang Fan a defiant look, swung her long leg over, and suddenly mounted him, "Let’s try again, I feel quite loose, you put in a bit more effort, maybe I won’t need to go to the hospital after all."