Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 363

Chapter 363: Chapter 363

Zheng Yuyu’s sudden outcry shocked Pan Xiaoxia.

As for Yang Fan, he was, of course, pretending.

He had already experienced Zheng Yuyu’s particular kink during the day.

Honestly, playing like that was somewhat addictive.

"My... my sensitive spot is kind of unique, if I’m with a man, I like it really rough."

Her cheeks flushed, Zheng Yuyu explained somewhat sheepishly.

Pan Xiaoxia frowned, biting her lip, and forced a very strained smile, "That’s... indeed very unique."

She tried slapping Zheng Yuyu’s ample bosom, covered by her bellyband, "Like this?"

"Harder, put some strength into it!" Zheng Yuyu said shyly.

"Harder?" Pan Xiaoxia was shocked, "Isn’t that just hitting someone?"

"Yes, hit me, whip me! Pinch my Little Honey Bean, pinch me, slap my face, that’s fine too," said Zheng Yuyu.

Pan Xiaoxia’s expression froze as she turned to look at Yang Fan, "You take over... I just can’t do it."

"I’m having trouble too," said Yang Fan with a wry smile.

"Just let go and be as rough as possible," Zheng Yuyu said. She then pulled one of her fulsome breasts out of her bellyband, grabbed it with her hand, and told Yang Fan, "Just treat it like a toy and smack it hard."

"I’ll give it a try," Yang Fan said, raising his eyebrows and slapping down with his hand.

"Ah..."

Zheng Yuyu let out a sharp cry, her face immediately showing a look of intoxication.

"It looks painful to me, yet you seem to be rather enjoying it; this preference is truly unique," said Pan Xiaoxia through gritted teeth.

Zheng Yuyu, breathing rapidly, said with a light smile, "Everyone’s sensitive spot is different, mine is just a bit more unusual."

Yang Fan lifted his hand and slapped again, gripping and tugging her firm Little Honey Bean a few times.

He had mastered this force during the day.

Now using it, he was much more comfortable.

"Yes, just like that, hit me, mess me up, ah... ah ah ah..."

Zheng Yuyu moaned loudly, her head shaking restlessly.

The Golden Valley was lush, internally moist, and with such peculiar tastes, this woman was definitely a man’s blessing.

But Pan Xiaoxia clearly couldn’t accept this kind of activity.

She looked on in disbelief, her expression as if frozen on her face.

"Boss Yang, hit me, mess me up, ah ah... I so love being done like this," Zheng Yuyu cried out, her voice rising in pitch.

Stimulated by her, Yang Fan gradually used more strength, the brutality in his heart being lured out by this woman.

To play with a woman with stark abandon and without any restraint was a dark desire hidden in his heart.

It had never been shown before.

Yang Fan bent Zheng Yuyu’s legs, pressing down on her round buttocks in a half-squat position, playing with the two soft, ample breasts as he completely let loose.

Zheng Yuyu screamed wildly as if possessed, occasionally violently shaking her head, sometimes fiercely gripping the sheets.

Yang Fan delivered powerful and heavy blows, each strike targeting the deepest part, making even the slap sounds seem muffled.

The clear sound of splashing water rose, and one could vaguely see that each of Yang Fan’s thrusts splashed a little water, like a well that spurted water each time the drill entered, causing water to flare.

Pan Xiaoxia’s expression was somewhat dazed.

"I suddenly feel like it might be quite thrilling..." she murmured.

Yang Fan eased up the speed slightly and laughed, "Then, how about I try it with you?"

Such a practice shouldn’t be contagious, right?!

Pan Xiaoxia hesitated, laughing awkwardly, "But I’m afraid of pain."

Yang Fan spread his arms wide and suddenly grabbed Pan Xiaoxia’s still raised buttocks, pulling them apart with force.

Rip!

The black silk stockings split open, revealing the moist and plump terrain of the Golden Valley within.

Smack!

Yang Fan slapped down hard on those rounded buttocks, causing them to shake violently.

"Ah!"

Pan Xiaoxia let out a delicate cry and turned her head, looking at Yang Fan with a resentful gaze.

"Does it feel good?" Yang Fan asked with a smile.

Pan Xiaoxia pouted her lips and shook her head, "It doesn’t feel good."

"Your preferences seem to be normal then. If it doesn’t feel good, I won’t pull anymore," Yang Fan said.

Pan Xiaoxia weakly said, "If you like pulling, go ahead, but I haven’t felt that very thrilling sensation."

During this period, Yang Fan did not stop fiercely thrusting in and out of Zheng Yuyu.

He was still doing it brutally.

Smack!

Yang Fan slapped heavily onto Zheng Yuyu’s fullness, "Does it feel good?"

"Good, it feels so good. Ravage me mercilessly, ruin this wanton little hole, pour all of your stuff inside," moaned Zheng Yuyu amidst her cries.

Yang Fan maintained this position and continued for another ten minutes or so before he abruptly stopped.

Exiting from Zheng Yuyu, he immediately, without any pause, thrust deep into Pan Xiaoxia.

He moved quickly, catching both women somewhat off guard.

The sudden emptiness caused Zheng Yuyu’s body to shake violently, and she suddenly reached the peak, as a rush of fluids burst forth.

And the sudden deep thrust startled Pan Xiaoxia, her body jolted, and she screamed out loud.

"Ah!"

There wasn’t much difference in the interiors of Zheng Yuyu and Pan Xiaoxia, but Pan Xiaoxia was obviously tighter and suctioned more fiercely, almost giving a bit of a turbocharged sensation.

No sooner had Yang Fan begun than he took Pan Xiaoxia onto the fast lane.

Encouraged by Zheng Yuyu’s unusual fetish, he couldn’t bring himself to be gentle anymore, consumed with the desire to vent ferociously.

"Ah... Ahhhh..."

The intense penetration quickly caused Pan Xiaoxia’s cheeks to redden, with beads of sweat forming on her upturned nose.

After resting for a moment and recovering her strength, Zheng Yuyu curled up and snuggled under Pan Xiaoxia’s body.

She lifted the lid that stuck to the Little Honey Bean and began to suck on Pan Xiaoxia’s Little Honey Bean.

This stimulation made Pan Xiaoxia almost unable to bear it in an instant.

She moaned intensely, her waist sometimes sinking down, sometimes arching upward.

Thump thump thump...

Standing on the ground, Yang Fan’s hands wandered over Pan Xiaoxia’s body, pounding against those rounded buttocks, thrusting in and out fiercely. Driven by Zheng Yuyu, he had no intention of considering Pan Xiaoxia’s feelings now, only wanting to torture her violently.

"Ahh... I can’t take it, Fanzi, I can’t... Ah... Ahhhhh..."

Pan Xiaoxia’s delicate body suddenly shook as if electrified, and a torrential surge gushed down in an instant.

She had reached the peak.

In less than ten minutes, Yang Fan had brought Pan Xiaoxia to that wonderful zenith of pleasure.

But Yang Fan did not stop, still fiercely plunging in.

This type of output, unconcerned with his partner’s feelings, was highly satisfying for him.

Today, Zheng Yuyu had opened the doors to a new world for him.