Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 243: The Melted Heart

Chapter 243: Chapter 243: The Melted Heart

Jin Yu Park.

As the name suggests, it is a park dedicated to raising goldfish.

It’s also considered one of Xin’an’s major attractions, never short of visitors on an ordinary day.

However, not at this hour.

Less than two hundred meters ahead, Yang Fan and Pan Xiaoxia turned into the park.

Pan Xiaoxia, walking ahead, looked around like a thief.

It wasn’t clear if she was afraid of running into someone or hoped to encounter a few people to stop Yang Fan’s absurd request.

But by the time they reached the nearest pavilion, they hadn’t seen a soul, let alone a ghost’s shadow.

"How do you want to do this, tell me," Pan Xiaoxia said as she entered the pavilion, seemingly accepting the fact that she was about to be ’handled’ here.

She sat down on the bench calmly, leaning back and crossing one leg over the other.

Even her eyes lacked shyness or panic, and there was even a hint of defiance.

It seemed as if she was challenging him.

Her attitude only increased Yang Fan’s satisfaction, "Lean on the chair, bend over, lift up your own skirt, then touch yourself for me to see, what do you think of my idea?"

"I think it’s lousy, you rogue!" Pan Xiaoxia said resentfully.

Just thinking about that damn pose made her want to die of shame.

How could Yang Fan come up with such a thing?

Was his brain filled with nothing but these kinds of ideas?

"Come on!" Yang Fan urged with a smile.

Pan Xiaoxia glared at Yang Fan furiously and turned to lean against the railing and bent down.

She also lay flat.

Show it, what’s there to be ashamed of, she kept suggesting to herself. Lifting her skirt, Pan Xiaoxia exposed her smooth and round buttocks, "Satisfied now?"

"Use your hand to play with it," Yang Fan said, sitting down.

Pan Xiaoxia’s enticing pose was making it hard for him to control himself.

The pose was simply too tempting.

Grinding her teeth fiercely, Pan Xiaoxia grabbed hold of her buttocks.

She not only wanted to bite Yang Fan to death, but also wanted to bury herself.

Engaging in such a shameless and loose pose, she faintly felt a thrilling excitement, a semblance of dark joy inside.

How could she find this stimulating?

This wasn’t normal.

A hint of delicate pinkness was exposed between the snowy white mounds of her buttocks.

Yang Fan, restraining his racing heartbeat, quickly took out his phone to capture this precious moment.

"You scoundrel, is that enough now?" Pan Xiaoxia shouted, embarrassed and annoyed.

"Keep going, we’re just getting started. Touch it, put a finger in," Yang Fan instructed.

Pan Xiaoxia took a deep breath and gently caressed the delicate area of her Golden Valley.

She had been married for several years, but the number of times she had done this sort of thing might not even match that of a couple who had only been married for half a year.

Moreover, she hadn’t done it at all in the past few years.

After several years of drought, today she was caught in a deluge that wouldn’t stop. Yang Fan had her do almost everything she’d never done before.

This huge contrast filled Pan Xiaoxia with shame and excitement, and at the same time, she felt somewhat dazed.

Yang Fan moved in front of Pan Xiaoxia, watching closely as she gently probed the delicate area with her finger.

She did it rhythmically.

Her neatly manicured nails circled the edges of the Golden Valley before probing shallowly.

In this repeated cycle, Yang Fan could clearly see the "golden valley" contract rhythmically, squeezing out the trickling stream from within, like water being wrung out of a sponge, a bit releasing with each contraction.

"Mmm..."

Suddenly, Pan Xiaoxia let out an involuntary moan of pleasure.

She had pleasured herself so well that her emotions instantly overwhelmed her rationality.

Pan Xiaoxia began to enjoy this moment.

Yang Fan’s hands kneaded her highly elastic buttocks, spreading the "golden valley" open and closed, like a chick begging for food.

He couldn’t take it anymore.

Quietly untying the drawstring of his shorts, Yang Fan thrust forward forcefully, penetrating the sodden "golden valley."

"Ah!"

Pan Xiaoxia let out a muffled moan, "Damn it, at least give me a warning, ah..."

"I thought it would feel more thrilling without a heads-up," Yang Fan said.

"Thrilling my ass, it’s not...ah thrilling at all," Pan Xiaoxia cried out, her words becoming incoherent.

The feeling of being utterly filled made her body tremble uncontrollably, unable to resist.

Although she was loath to admit it, it felt incredibly good.

Slap slap slap...

Yang Fan’s hands pressed against Pan Xiaoxia’s smooth buttocks, thrusting deeply with each powerful stroke, hitting her deep inside.

"Ah ah..."

The squelching sound of water rhythmically emanated from their joining, blending with the intense slapping sounds.

After about ten minutes, Pan Xiaoxia’s seductive peach blossom eyes were now filled with nothing but a dazed haze.

"You little rascal, ah ah... it feels so good, so amazing," she exclaimed.

Pan Xiaoxia seemed to have completely abandoned her rationality, utterly sinking into the feeling of the moment.

"Do you like it when I do this to you?" Yang Fan asked.

"I love it! I really love it!" Pan Xiaoxia said repeatedly.

Her defiance and rationality had become like sludge in the face of Yang Fan’s relentless assault.

"Which do you prefer, being taken forcefully or like this?" asked Yang Fan, a teasing smile on his lips.

Pan Xiaoxia breathed heavily, her moans undulating without cease, "I like both, I don’t mind if you take me forcefully, ah ah."

"But you said earlier that I shouldn’t take you by force, yet it seems a surprise attack is quite exciting," Yang Fan pointed out.

"I was just saying that, just saying," Pan Xiaoxia insisted, "Ah ah ah... I’m going to be ruined."

"Does this mean I can ’surprise attack’ you in the future?" Yang Fan laughed.

In his strategic advances, the woman seemed to have been finally conquered.

They had first hooked up out of the blue, and only afterward did Yang Fan think to continue this relationship.

The difficulty wasn’t all that great to begin with.

If Pan Xiaoxia had let him into the car, how firm could her will to refuse be?

"Yes, yes," Pan Xiaoxia cried out, "Ah... fuck me harder, kill me with it, ah ah..."

"Your cries are so enchanting," Yang Fan praised earnestly, "Come, turn around, I want to watch you as I fuck you."

Pan Xiaoxia obediently turned over right away.

Yang Fan held Pan Xiaoxia’s legs and thrust into her fiercely again.

"Ah... Ah..."

Pan Xiaoxia’s moans flushed her face, her eyes glazed as if turning into a pool of spring water.

"I’m really going to be fucked to death by you, ah ah..."