Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 295

Chapter 295: Chapter 295

Fourth Aunt’s words were very implicit, but that didn’t prevent Yang Fan from deciphering the permissive answer from her tone.

In an environment that was absolutely safe, where they wouldn’t be discovered, it was permissible.

However, what constituted an absolutely safe environment probably depended on Fourth Aunt’s mood.

But what could be certain was that she didn’t object to having more of these pleasant encounters with Yang Fan in the future.

Although they were talking, it didn’t interfere with Fourth Aunt’s highly elastic buttocks colliding with Yang Fan’s lower abdomen time after time. Each of her thrusts was forceful, reaching her deepest parts.

Yang Fan reached out and grasped Fourth Aunt’s slightly sagging, soft and full breasts, gently pinched the little red bead that adorned them, and then twisted it from side to side.

"Ah..." Fourth Aunt moaned softly twice, her moist eyes glancing sideways, "You want to pinch it off, huh? You can pinch, but be gentle. I don’t have that kind of special fetish, to find pleasure in pain."

Yang Fan’s hands softened their grip slightly.

Fourth Aunt knew a lot!

Just didn’t know if it was from her own experiences, or something she read somewhere else.

The slapping noise paused for a moment as Fourth Aunt changed positions, moving behind.

She grabbed Yang Fan’s legs with both hands, half-kneeling with bent knees, then pushed her entire buttocks between Yang Fan’s thighs.

Yang Fan had done this many times before, but he had never tried this position.

The overall comfort level didn’t seem to change much; it was probably because Fourth Aunt squeezed her legs together that it felt a bit tighter.

But this position looked good.

When Fourth Aunt bent over and rocked her buttocks up and down, all that seemed to remain in Yang Fan’s view were her plump, round, and so full they looked like oversized pears, buttocks.

Pale, smooth, reflecting the spotlight’s light that wasn’t overly bright.

Splashing sounds started again as Fourth Aunt resumed deep thrusts, the moist noises now with a slightly sticky sensation.

Yang Fan could clearly feel that Fourth Aunt’s joyful stream had soaked even his not so dense forest, and it was sticky where it touched her buttocks, like they could stick together at any moment.

"Mmm... Mmm..."

Fourth Aunt moaned, her hands gripping Yang Fan’s knees increasingly forcefully.

She seemed to have reached the peak of her pleasure and wanted to scream out loud but dared not make too much noise.

It seemed to torment her greatly, her whole body tensed in effort.

The slapping noise gradually intensified, the pale buttocks shaking as if leaving traces of afterimages.

In such rapid thrusting, Yang Fan also felt extreme comfort.

Fourth Aunt was really talented.

Even more skilled than the promiscuous Wu Xuelan.

"Ah... Mmm mmm..."

In the midst of intense moaning, Fourth Aunt suddenly stopped, her body shaking vigorously.

"Ah... Ah ah ah..."

She breathed hastily, withdrew from Yang Fan, and her body limply collapsed beside him.

"Fanzi, you, you go ahead, I can’t do it anymore..."

Yang Fan rolled over and sat up, prying open Fourth Aunt’s thighs, his palm touching the damp golden valley.

No need for excessive movements, his finger merely glided lightly and slid in, plunging into Fourth Aunt’s warm Abyss.

He studied for a moment and then began to finger her subtly, rapidly flicking and teasing.

"Ah... Ah..."

Fourth Aunt suddenly clutched her mouth, her legs clamping shut tightly.

"Stop, ah..."

In less than a moment, Fourth Aunt’s body started to twitch lightly again.

She gasped for breath like a drowning person who finally got a gulp of fresh air, her mouth wide open, her panting as loud as thunder.

Yang Fan could clearly feel the trickle of fluids flowing out.

He withdrew his fingers, now slick with moisture, and wiped them on Fourth Aunt’s smooth, tender thighs.

Her body trembled for a good while before Fourth Aunt finally calmed down, her moist, hazy eyes looked at Yang Fan and she asked softly, "What do you want to do?"

Yang Fan shook his head, "Although I’ve seen quite a bit, I actually don’t really understand. Anything is fine..."

He hadn’t forgotten to keep up his pretense.

Fourth Aunt’s eyes gleamed mischievously, "So you’re the naughty guy who’s been watching that kind of stuff; it explains why you’re so good at fingering. You should watch less of that; too much can lead to trouble. Most of those who do bad things to girls are bewitched by such content. No wait, you’re the same; luckily, it’s me, others would have beaten you up by now."

Yang Fan put on a sincere, receptive expression and nodded earnestly.

As long as he could get a taste of the "flesh", the other methods and techniques didn’t matter so much.

Thinking it over, Fourth Aunt said to Yang Fan, "Come, you lie down too."

Yang Fan obediently followed her arrangement.

Fourth Aunt stretched her right leg under Yang Fan’s waist and then guided him into her Golden Valley. "Let’s start like this. This position makes it easy for you to play with the top, if it’s not comfortable we can switch."

Yang Fan nodded, his right hand holding Fourth Aunt’s waist—which was neither too slender nor too plump—and began to move.

Fourth Aunt’s watery eyes shimmered with gentle haziness as her palm lightly caressed Yang Fan’s cheek, grabbing a generous handful and bringing it to Yang Fan’s mouth, "Here, play and touch at the same time. To pleasure a woman without playing with her breasts is like cooking without salt, it definitely tastes blander. You need to find the joy in this act, not just for that final moment."

Fourth Aunt was truly giving him a lesson!

Yang Fan smiled, "I really thought that way."

"If you keep thinking like that, eventually you’ll lose much of your enthusiasm. Here, eat," Fourth Aunt leaned her upper body toward Yang Fan’s mouth and stuffed the soft, full mound directly into his mouth.

"Hiss... Ah... Ah ah..."

No sooner had Yang Fan started sucking on that little cherry than a strong daze surfaced on Fourth Aunt’s face, biting her lower lip.

Slurp, slurp...

Yang Fan sucked on that tiny cherry, playing the part of a child, sucking with all his might.

He certainly wouldn’t suck something out, right?

This, he really didn’t understand.

Fourth Aunt seemed to really enjoy the sensation, her face blushed with an incipient haze, her hands gripping Yang Fan’s head as if she wanted to mold it into herself.

Inhaling the faint fragrance, Yang Fan struggled for breath and finally pulled his head out from that heavy fullness.

"Fourth Aunt, why don’t you lie down?"

Yang Fan suggested trying another position.

He wanted to unlock more positions on Fourth Aunt’s body to see what other treasures she harbored.

Fourth Aunt compliantly released Yang Fan and lay down, grabbing her knees and hugging her legs.

"Try this position. If you like playing with buttocks, you should enjoy this one," Fourth Aunt said.