Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 205: Violent Destruction

Chapter 205: Chapter 205: Violent Destruction

When that pair of soft, full creatures were released from the tight grip of the black bodysuit, Yang Fan’s eyes straightened once more.

The stark contrast between black and white delivered a powerful visual impact, sending his blood pressure soaring in an instant.

He bent down eagerly again, sucking and playing, kneading the fullness into various shapes.

Especially when he pressed the two together and took the little beans in his mouth, the sensation nearly made Yang Fan ascend right there on the spot.

Zhu Shanshan’s bosom wasn’t very large, at least a size smaller compared to Zhang Yulan’s.

They could just about touch head to head, allowing Yang Fan to take them in his mouth all at once.

"Mmm... mmm..."

As Yang Fan continued to suck, Zhu Shanshan’s emotions gradually became more excited.

She kicked against the car door, her supple waist involuntarily arching.

Yang Fan pressed his hand down in sync, caressing the incredibly smooth "Golden Valley" wrapped in stockings.

These oil-glossed stockings were so slippery that they were hard to grasp.

Yang Fan straightened up, spread Zhu Shanshan’s legs apart, and lifted the stockings with his fingers before ripping them with force.

With a crisp tearing sound, the dewy "Golden Valley" was exposed.

Yang Fan had Zhu Shanshan hold her own legs, revealing the beautiful and moist "Golden Valley" completely before he began to play with the closed "Golden Valley."

At noon, he was lamenting the crotchless stockings of Xiao Liu.

Who would have thought that in just a few hours, he’d make up for that regret on Zhu Shanshan’s body.

The thrill of tearing was inexplicable, but it fired up Yang Fan nonetheless.

Parting the slightly damp "Golden Valley," Yang Fan dipped his finger in the glistening fluid and brought it to Zhu Shanshan’s face, "Sister-in-law, look, it’s stringy."

"Oh my..." Zhu Shanshan cooed tenderly, her cheeks turning a deep red, "Just play, don’t... don’t show it to me."

"How do you want me to play, sister-in-law?" Yang teased with a sneer, "This pose is really beautiful."

Zhu Shanshan gave Yang Fan a sidelong look of annoyance, "However you want to play... just play."

Yang Fan chuckled, "Sister-in-law, may I start by playing with my fingers first?"

"Just stop talking!" Zhu Shanshan chided, her embarrassment spreading to her neck.

Yang Fan pressed against Zhu Shanshan’s smooth, round buttocks, slowly inserting his fingers.

She was already prepared to be entered.

Even when Yang Fan pushed in two fingers at once, not a trace of dryness was felt, rather it was exceedingly slick.

In an instant, a warm suction wrapped tightly around his fingers.

As if Zhu Shanshan was sucking hard with her sexy lips.

Yang Fan’s fingers curved and he stroked left and right carefully, feeling the insides of Zhu Shanshan.

"Mmm... mmm..."

Zhu Shanshan’s flushed face bloomed with redness.

She twisted restlessly, biting her lower lip, her moans gradually becoming husky and heavy.

"Mmm... mmm..."

She was still somewhat reserved, struggling to hold back her voice, unable to let go.

But Yang Fan had long disregarded his surroundings, crouched beside Zhu Shanshan’s legs, his fingers making squelching noises as they moved in and out.

The sound of fluids grew louder, with each movement of Yang Fan’s fingers splashing out considerably.

"Fanzi, do it to me, please? I want it... do it to me..."

Zhu Shanshan shook her head, grabbing onto Yang Fan’s arm.

She seemed desperate, as if burning in a fierce fire.

"Sister-in-law, I’m not done playing yet!" Yang Fan said on purpose.

Zhu Shanshan moaned softly, begging in a coquettish voice, "Fanzi, put it in, we can play later, I can’t stand it anymore..."

Yang Fan laughed teasingly, deliberately asking with some bad taste, "Sister-in-law, what do you want?"

"I want you, I want you," Zhu Shanshan called out in a soft voice, her tone urgent and eager.

As she shouted, she grabbed Yang Fan with both hands, trying to press his body onto hers.

Yang Fan took advantage of the situation, laying on top of Zhu Shanshan, aiming for the wetness of her golden valley, and with a ’plop,’ he thrust in, "Sister-in-law, what you want is not me, but this, right?"

"Ah..." Zhu Shanshan’s body suddenly tensed, her neck arched as she let out a moan, "Yes... oh, I want your big treasure."

"Sister-in-law, hold your legs tight, I’m about to start," Yang Fan said.

"Mm..." Zhu Shanshan licked her lower lip in disarray, her arms wrapping around, hugging her legs tightly in front of her body.

Caressing those round, peach-like buttocks, Yang Fan suddenly accelerated, each thrust was forceful and powerful.

For some reason, this position always seemed to involuntarily bring out a somewhat violent impulse in him.

Slap, slap, slap, slap...

The collision of their two bodies emitted intense sounds.

The well-sprung car began to rhythmically rock up and down, much like a spring.

"Ah... ah..."

Zhu Shanshan’s melodic moaning quickly turned into high-pitched, throaty cries.

Her face gradually reddened, her arms tightly embracing her legs.

The excessive stimulation seemed almost too much for her to bear, and she could only try to alleviate it by exerting force in other parts of her body.

Amidst the rising and falling cries, fine beads of sweat appeared on her fair cheeks, soon wetting her hair.

At this moment, the woman dripping with sweat seemed even more sexy and enticing.

Yang Fan drove in forcefully, every thrust deep and fully submerged.

The excessive tightness and the intense inner suction made him unable to stop, not wanting to switch positions at all.

After nearly half an hour of such passionate battle, Yang Fan finally slowed down.

Zhu Shanshan was almost drenched in sweat, her back was soaked through, and even the tender mounds on her chest were sticky.

"Fanzi, I’m really about to die from you doing this, it’s too fierce... huff... puff..."

She breathed heavily, wiping the sweat off her face, and chided him shyly.

"Sister-in-law, don’t you like it that way?" Yang Fan feigned ignorance as he asked.

He had been deliberate just now.

Having been with several women, although he hadn’t mastered many techniques, he knew about this kind of thing.

Zhu Shanshan regulated her breathing, her seductive eyes carrying a thread of silk, and she smiled sweetly, "I like it, sister-in-law likes it very much."

"Should I continue?" Yang Fan asked.

Zhu Shanshan pursed her lips, gently nodding her head like a pecking chicken.

"Sister-in-law, lie down, I’ll come from behind," Yang Fan said.

"Okay."

Zhu Shanshan sat up and turned around, lying down between the two front seats.

The limited space of the vehicle did not allow the two to fully unfold, so they had to do it this way.

Yang Fan bent slightly at the waist, half-kneeling on the rear seat, and entered deep once again.

"Ah..."