Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 352

Chapter 352: Chapter 352

"How nice does this look now? How could it look bad?" Yang Fan asked.

Pan Xiaoxia rolled her eyes, "That’s what you think, not what I think. When they get too big, even walking becomes a problem. Especially in weather like this, just doing a bit of work makes the sweat stream out. Wearing a bra is too hot, but not wearing one makes it too obvious and annoying."

"I don’t like them too big either; I think you look perfect just the way you are, more than a handful, pretty, fun, and delicious," Yang Fan said with a smile.

If they were too big, he wouldn’t really like that either, as it lost its aesthetic appeal.

"You sure have a lot of demands; shall I try to fill out some more later?" Pan Xiaoxia purposely started to contradict Yang Fan.

Yang Fan laughed, not taking it seriously. "Sure, I just said I don’t like them too big, not that I hate them. You fill them up however you want; I’ll still eat them when the time comes."

Pan Xiaoxia’s eyes gleamed with a seductive smile, and she threw Yang Fan a white glance while letting out a light snort.

Yang Fan leaned in and took the slightly collapsed Little Honey Bean into his mouth, biting down gently.

"Hmm..."

Pan Xiaoxia softly moaned, her right hand instinctively grabbing onto Yang Fan’s arm.

Her arousal came swiftly. Almost as soon as Yang Fan’s mouth touched her, she seemed to already feel that sensation.

Savoring the faintly sweet Little Honey Bean, Yang Fan began unstrapping the strap on Pan Xiaoxia’s right shoulder, freeing the other plump, tender swell and kneading it in his hand.

"Hmm... Hmm..."

Pan Xiaoxia, her face blushing, intermittently moaned and turned her head to look out the car window.

Yang Fan was earnestly at play, transforming the two soft swells into various shapes and sucking with a slurping noise, turning the Little Honey Beans progressively hard under his lips.

Pan Xiaoxia’s moans became increasingly rapid. Her legs reflexively crossed, restless and twitching; her slim waist tightly pressed against Yang Fan, rubbing back and forth like a water snake.

She was clearly aroused.

Yang Fan freed his left hand, placing it on Pan Xiaoxia’s smooth thigh and gently stroking up under her skirt.

Her skirt was very short, barely covering her round buttocks.

Such an outfit was eye-catching and sexy, presenting a graceful figure and elongating the legs.

Reaching slightly further in, Yang Fan touched her tightly clasped panties.

She cooperatively opened her crossed legs a bit to facilitate Yang Fan’s movements.

Through the smooth panties, Yang Fan could already feel her inner wetness.

It was like the ground after a sunshower, with warm moisture.

After touching over the panties for a while, Yang Fan pushed them aside and slipped his hand inside completely.

The temperature inside was even higher and extremely slippery.

She was like after a downpour.

Touching her, after moistening his fingers slightly, Yang Fan found the spot and let his fingers slowly slide in.

"Hmm..."

Pan Xiaoxia raised her neck slightly, softly groaning, a look of satisfaction appearing on her face.

After moving his fingers slowly in and out a few times, Yang Fan added another finger, gently probing and teasing Pan Xiaoxia’s hidden depths.

"Ah... Ah..."

Pan Xiaoxia suddenly moaned uncontrollably. She hastily covered her mouth and turned her head back to look out the window again.

Seeing this, Yang Fan sped up his fingers, tickling around the edges as if itching.

The area was warm and tight, making his fingers feel slightly sore after a short while.

"Mm... uh..."

Although Pan Xiaoxia tried her best to endure, moans of pleasure still slipped through her fingers.

"Fanzi, stop, stop fingering me, I want..."

Suddenly, Pan Xiaoxia turned around and embraced Yang Fan, her warm breath biting his ear as she spoke.

Yang Fan slowed down, his fingers were starting to feel sore.

"What do you want?" Yang Fan asked deliberately.

Pan Xiaoxia, annoyed, suddenly bit Yang Fan’s shoulder and scolded, "I want you to do me!"

Only then did Yang Fan smile satisfactorily, withdrawing his fingers and showing them to Pan Xiaoxia.

"Look, it’s all stringy!"

"Ah!" Pan Xiaoxia yelled out, her face instantly turning bright red. She slapped Yang Fan and took a piece of paper from the bag beside her to wipe his fingers.

"It looks like we can only do it like last time, you sitting on top of me. The space here is too cramped to use other positions," Yang Fan said. "Unless you have any better suggestions?"

"Just, just like that," Pan Xiaoxia said with a reddened face.

"Then let’s do it, let me do you until you scream for daddy!" Yang Fan chuckled, quickly undressed, and lowered his trousers slightly.

After all, it was someone else’s car, Yang Fan didn’t want to go too far. A little convenience was enough.

After getting ready, he embraced Pan Xiaoxia in his arms.

"Hold on a second," Pan Xiaoxia suddenly said.

She shifted down, fumbling as she took off her thoroughly soaked panties and placed them in the bag beside her.

Having done all this, she then climbed back onto Yang Fan.

Her outfit today was very convenient for this activity; she just needed to lift her skirt slightly to easily expose her entire buttocks.

Yang Fan gently supported her as Pan Xiaoxia found the right position and slowly sat down.

"Mm..."

When the two became one, Pan Xiaoxia let out a muffled moan, her face expressing intoxicated satisfaction.

Yang Fan kneaded her soft, plump buttocks and laughed, "Does it feel good?"

"It’s just the beginning. I’m not that easy to satisfy," Pan Xiaoxia playfully responded with a smile.

Yang Fan laughed, "I feel like I fit perfectly at your depth, like a glove."

"You’re fixed, unchanging, but mine isn’t... Later, you might not feel me at all," Pan Xiaoxia teased, "Will you still want me then?"

"I will. Whatever you turn into, I’ll still want you, but I doubt you’ll get to that point," Yang Fan said.

"Quick, get moving!"

"So impatient!" Pan Xiaoxia lightly chided and rapidly began moving her hips.

She seemed eager, starting off fast, her buttocks swaying as if she was about to break into a twerk.

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

Pan Xiaoxia wrapped her arms around Yang Fan’s neck, nibbling on his ear and softly moaning.

The rising and falling sounds were full of allure, and Yang Fan became instantly excited.

His hands cradled Pan Xiaoxia’s elastic buttocks, his fingers gently exploring around her anus.

This way of touching seemed to stimulate Pan Xiaoxia uniquely, causing her to suddenly speed up her movements, her moaning growing more urgent.