Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 201: Satisfy Her

Chapter 201: Chapter 201: Satisfy Her

Beneath the grapeless arbor, a pair of tender little grapes shook intensely up and down with the soft fullness, as Xiao Liu sprawled forward, opening his ruddy mouth, softly sucking on one of them.

Consequently, the movement of the pink grapes became more isolated.

Yang Fan, lying on the couch and seriously enjoying himself, was trying to insert a third finger into the wet and full Golden Valley of Xiao Liu. Under his relentless efforts, the shallow stream had turned into a flood, slightly pulling triggering loud slurping noises.

Although already a wife, Xiao Liu’s fake husband clearly didn’t put much effort into exploring her, Yang Fan regretted that no matter how he positioned his hand, horizontally or vertically, he couldn’t fit the third finger in.

If he could have gotten three fingers in, he might have been able to fully explore Xiao Liu’s hidden depths.

Zhang Yulan changed position, half-squatting on top of Yang Fan.

This was a position Yang Fan enjoyed; the tight sensation was clearer.

Slap, slap, slap...

Zhang Yulan looked down at where she and Yang Fan were tightly connected, each thrust hitting home.

"Fanzi, look, you’ve made me swell," Zhang Yulan said shyly.

She was indeed swollen.

Yang Fan’s impressive endowment was indeed a challenge for both of them.

However, oddly enough, though Yang Fan couldn’t fit three fingers in no matter how he tried,

a weapon almost the width of three fingers, be it Zhang Yulan or Xiao Liu, could swallow it whole.

Women truly have some mysterious aspects.

The sounds of slapping grew more intense; the bewitching haze in Zhang Yulan’s eyes seemed to become an Abyss.

Suddenly, she sat down hard, her body trembling slightly, pulling at her throat with a moan.

"Ah ah..."

Yang Fan distinctly felt a torrential flow surge downward, enveloping him.

The blush spread across Zhang Yulan’s cheeks like the increasingly fierce sunset in the sky; she had reached her climax.

Licking her somewhat dry lips, she looked at Yang Fan with a coy smile and slowly began moving again.

The two mounds squeezed together by her arms, like two mischievous steamed buns, trembled into a scene that made the blood boil, attractive and irresistibly enticing.

Yang Fan grabbed Xiao Liu’s legs, having her also mount him.

Having had enough fun, he wanted to taste something salty.

After pressing his lips there, Yang Fan mischievously blew a few breaths inside.

"Ah..." Xiao Liu’s perky buttocks suddenly clenched tightly.

Yang Fan chuckled slyly, prying open Xiao Liu’s buttocks again to repeat the process,

showing that nothing should be taken too seriously, for that’s where the fun lies.

Xiao Liu, tormented by Yang Fan’s actions, trembled with her soft body rising and falling, her moans oscillating between high and low.

Zhang Yulan suddenly pulled at her throat and cried out, stopping once again.

She had come again!

Her voluptuous and commanding body trembled gently for a while; then she rolled off Yang Fan’s body and collapsed beside him, soft and limp. Having soared high twice in a row, she felt somewhat worn out.

Yang Fan freed his left hand, grabbing and kneading Zhang Yulan’s trembling mounds, deliberately pinching the tender buds.

"Ah ah... let me rest for a while, just a while. Fanzi, take care of Xiao Liu, I really can’t anymore, I feel emptied," Zhang Yulan held Yang Fan’s hand, panting heavily and pleading in a coquettish voice.

Yang Fan smiled, "Sister Yulan, I’ve heard that there are only dead cows, no ruined fields."

"No, you must have heard wrong, you have definitely ruined this field," Zhang Yulan laughed playfully, "I think I’ve come five times today, which might be more than all of my earlier half-life combined."

"Let me rest for a bit. If I wreck the farmland, you’ll have none left to till. We should take care a little," he said.

Yang Fan couldn’t help but laugh, "Okay, then let’s give Sister Yulan’s fertile field a little rest."

With a shy smile, Xiao Liu softly asked, "Brother Fanzi, how do you want to...do me?"

"Of course, I’ll do it hard," Yang Fan joked intentionally, "Come on, lie on top of her."

Xiao Liu obediently half-knelt and lay on Zhang Yulan’s body, their soft, delicate bodies overlaying each other, the two beautiful golden valleys echoing in harmony above and below.

Her cooperation greatly satisfied Yang Fan’s not-so-humble vanity, sometimes even making him feel a bit embarrassed.

Yang Fan held onto Zhang Yulan’s thighs and slowly penetrated Xiao Liu.

Since Xiao Liu wasn’t half-kneeling, but lying directly on Zhang Yulan, although Yang Fan penetrated Xiao Liu, it was Zhang Yulan’s elastic buttocks that felt the impact, creating a marvelous sensation.

He thrust in and out slowly, Yang Fan’s hands gliding over Xiao Liu’s smooth back.

When his palm reached around to the front, the moaning Xiao Liu immediately cooperated by lifting her upper body, allowing Yang Fan to play with her hanging, soft, full chest.

"Ah... ah, ah... hmm... ah..."

Xiao Liu’s moans grew intense, the sound sultry and alluring.

"Brother Fanzi, do it hard, ravage me hard, ravish me, this wild girl...ah, ah..."

Her fervent moans further excited Yang Fan.

He withdrew his hand that was kneading Xiao Liu’s soft, full chest and placed both hands on her buttocks, spreading them apart to explore, while increasing the force of his thrusts.

Splat, splat, splat...

Squish, squish...

The sounds of impacts, liquid, and Xiao Liu’s irresistible moans reverberated around the small courtyard.

"Ah... Brother Fanzi, you’re so good at this. I can’t take it anymore, ah, ah, ah..."

In the midst of these intoxicating stimulations, Yang Fan felt the climax coming.

He increased his thrusting force once more, her elastic buttocks quivering starkly with each impact.

Feeling Yang Fan’s change, Xiao Liu cried out, "Brother Fanzi, give it to me...all of it, ravish my wild, itching body...ah, ah, ah...ah—"

Yang Fan finished.

It surged like a volcanic eruption.

After taking a few breaths, Yang Fan, with a somewhat unsteady breath, patted Xiao Liu’s perky buttocks and pulled out.

With a soft squelch, the fluids squeezed out from Xiao Liu’s stretched golden valley, spreading over Zhang Yulan’s pretty, pink golden valley, and finally dripping onto the carpet.

Zhang Yulan chuckled softly, saying, "You two almost crushed me to death. Fanzi, you were too fierce this time; my butt hurts a bit."

With her eyes full of confusion, Xiao Liu turned and shyly said to Yang Fan, "Brother Fanzi, can you...spank me a few more times? A little harder this time."

Hmm?

Yang Fan and Zhang Yulan both paused for a moment.

"Just... that slap just now felt really good," Xiao Liu explained with a blushing face, her voice soft.

Smack!

Yang Fan raised his hand and delivered a slap.

Such a small request, of course, should be fulfilled.

"Ah..."