Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 197: Alternative Experience

Chapter 197: Chapter 197: Alternative Experience

Yang Fan’s large hand carelessly roamed inside Zhang Yulan’s white lantern shorts, where the hidden golden valley was already drenched with excessive desire. With just a slight movement, his fingers could stir up splashes of wetness.

The commotion finally caught Xiao Liu’s attention, but she only turned her head with a shy glance before continuing to stir-fry.

Yet compared to earlier, her posture had become noticeably stiff, and from time to time she deliberately stuck out her pert buttocks as if to intentionally show off for Yang Fan.

"Mmm..."

Zhang Yulan couldn’t contain herself and let out a soft moan, tiptoeing to offer her blushing lips.

Yang Fan bent down to accept her kiss, pulling his wet hand from the lantern shorts, and quickly lifted Zhang Yulan’s similarly lantern-style off-shoulder top.

Her clothing was a matching set that made her look innocently cute, nearly overwhelming her mature woman’s charm.

Whoosh.

As he lifted her top, two ample and buoyant breasts bounced into Yang Fan’s view.

He wiped his wet right hand on his thigh, then began to knead them, feeling their enormous softness as he rolled and pinched the tender little buds.

"Mmm... Mmmmm..." Zhang Yulan’s moans grew more urgent as she struggled to breathe.

She suddenly pulled away from Yang Fan’s lips, batting her charming eyes, and softly said, "Fanzi, take me first, okay? I want you so badly, I can’t hold back. I want your big guy to come in hard and fill me up."

Yang Fan pinned her against the wall, tore down her lantern shorts along with the underwear beneath in one go, and disarmed himself before lifting Zhang Yulan’s left leg onto his shoulder.

Finding the right position, he slid in almost without resistance, very smoothly indeed.

Zhang Yulan’s beautiful golden valley was like a gutter just after a torrential downpour, slick and overflowing.

Yang Fan even felt he didn’t need to exert any force, as Zhang Yulan herself seemed capable of sucking him in completely.

Sploosh!

Yang Fan dove deep in one fell swoop.

Zhang Yulan bit her lower lip sharply and let out a passionate cry.

"Fanzi, it feels so good, your guy is so hot, it makes my heart flutter with yearning. I wish you could keep stuffing me like this forever, blocking me up tight," Zhang Yulan moaned, nibbling on Yang Fan’s ear.

Such frank pillow talk gave Yang Fan a powerful jolt, causing his blood to surge uncontrollably.

Xiao Liu quietly approached from behind, wrapped her arms around Yang Fan, and her nimble little tongue, in unison with her mouth, gently roamed his back, kissing it.

After making a full circuit in this manner, she switched to using her own elastic, full curves, circling from top to bottom.

The sensation made Yang Fan feel almost lightheaded.

Both of them were so skilled; the feeling was incredible.

Out of nowhere, those two soft mounds landed on his buttocks, causing Yang Fan’s body to tense involuntarily.

This was his first time receiving such service, somewhat thrilling.

And... it was somewhat intoxicating!

Xiao Liu rubbed and kneaded her full breasts against Yang Fan’s buttocks, and after a while, she suddenly brought her mouth close.

When he felt those nimble little tongues moving, a shock-like sensation immediately swept through Yang Fan’s body.

Holy shit!

Could you even play like this?

This feeling... why does it also feel a bit shameful?

He now understood why Wei Juan always clenched her buttocks so tightly whenever he went down on her.

Being teased in such a way, anyone with even a slight sense of modesty would probably clamp down instinctively.

But Yang Fan was somewhat fascinated by this feeling, very comfortable, very stimulating.

Suddenly, Yang Fan’s anus clenched tightly, and his eyes bulged in shock.

Fuck, don’t mess with that area!

Is this even okay?

He was shocked!

His whole body felt numb.

Zhang Yulan, her eyebrows flushed with pleasure, suddenly giggled, "Why such a face, feeling too good?"

Yang Fan pursed his lips hard, "Xiao Liu... she, she’s sneaking an attack."

Zhang Yulan turned her head to look down and burst out laughing, "Not enjoying the play?"

"It’s just that it feels a bit too good, so stimulating that my brain isn’t working right," Yang Fan said.

Zhang Yulan laughed and asked, "First time?"

"Mhm," mumbled Yang Fan.

Zhang Yulan’s smooth right hand gently caressed Yang Fan’s broad chest as she laughed coquettishly, "Now you’re sandwiched, naughty brother. Tell me, do you enjoy plunging deep into me, or are you enjoying Xiao Liu’s little tongue diving into you more?"

"How to put it, both feel great. But right now, I just feel like a boar that can’t savor fine chaff, it’s my first time being played with this way, and besides feeling good, it’s also kind of strange," Yang Fan earnestly replied.

Zhang Yulan giggled again, "No worries, just get used to it a few times. In a while, I’ll take the back, and you can get accustomed to that."

Hearing the conversation, Xiao Liu’s soft body curled up behind Yang Fan like a slippery little snake, breathing hot air into his ear, her delicate voice asking, "Master, am I not doing well enough?"

That voice made Yang Fan instantly break out in goosebumps.

This is deadly!

How can she be so good at this!

"Good, I think it’s too good!" Yang Fan repeatedly said.

Although it felt strange at the moment, he was sure that he would become addicted to this sensation.

"Master, so I shall continue, please enjoy my service," Xiao Liu whispered seductively, her soft body moving along his with curves, slowly sliding down once more.

"Hiss..."

Feeling the wet, slippery tongue moving again, Yang Fan couldn’t help but hiss softly.

Comfortable, it was truly comfortable!

That stimulating sensation with a touch of peculiarity made him feel light-headed, almost impossible to stop.

"Naughty brother, move your hips," Zhang Yulan cooed, her dewy eyes casting seductive glances.

Yang Fan couldn’t help but laugh; busy with the pleasures Xiao Liu was giving him, he had actually forgotten about moving.

Plop... Plop...

To fully sense the wonder Xiao Liu was giving him, Yang Fan deliberately slowed down the pace, moving gently in and out.

The sound of water crisply rose at their joining.

Surprisingly, Zhang Yulan had also grown excited in this half-day, even more eager than before.

"Ah ah... You’re so hard, it feels like you’re reaching up into my stomach," Zhang Yulan cried out, hugging Yang Fan’s neck while her voice was fast and high-pitched, seemingly a bit deliberate.

Yang Fan moved slowly, his big hand seizing Zhang Yulan’s swaying softness, squeezing it firmly.

"Come on, turn around."