Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 377

Chapter 377: Chapter 377

Although their facial features were quite different from those of the Chinese, the pair in front of him were just as full and lacked no differences.

The feeling in his hands was the same, soft and very elastic.

Yang Fan kneaded the pair round then flat, playing with them for a while, before he gestured towards his "big brother," signaling Sasha to continue.

With a bold and direct seductive smile on her face, Sasha squatted down again.

After vigorously swallowing for a moment, she slathered some saliva on Yang Fan’s "big brother," then leaned her body in, grabbed the surging softness with both hands, and trapped Yang Fan’s "big brother" between them, moving up and down.

This kind of play, apart from the very tangible feeling of slippery softness, didn’t seem to have any other particularly special sensations. But it was still quite comfortable and made Yang Fan instantly eager to try the taste of the big horses.

"Let’s do it first," said Yang Fan.

He didn’t know if the big horse could understand him as he spoke and gestured simultaneously.

Sasha looked up at Yang Fan with a puzzled expression, obviously trying to listen and guess.

It was clear there were still some communication issues.

However, luckily, she understood.

She turned around, placed her hands on the sofa for support, and raised her round buttocks.

Turning her head with a seductive look, she smacked her buttocks twice, "please... fuck!"

Yang Fan understood that word.

Although during his high school days, he had also seriously studied English.

But after graduation, he had basically returned all of that knowledge to his teachers.

However, he still knew such a high-frequency and frequently used vocabulary.

Yang Fan chuckled, thinking that this communication was quite simple and crude.

He caressed and played with the soft buttocks, then pushed aside the white panties.

This place was slightly different from the Chinese.

Like their skin color, it was both white and pink.

This was probably one of the few advantages of Caucasian people—this skin was fair and so was the area of the golden valley.

As the saying goes, "A fair complexion hides flaws"; once this area was fair, it seemed clean.

Yang Fan carefully examined it with his hands, confirming that other than the color of the skin, there was no other difference.

"please... fuck, fuck me!"

Sasha turned her head and called out again.

"Alright, let’s fuck," he said.

Saying this, Yang Fan couldn’t help but want to laugh.

He held his "big brother," tainted with some of the clear liquid oozing from Sasha’s golden valley, and slowly pushed in.

The woman was much tighter than he had imagined.

Crooked and winding, the sensation immediately gave Yang Fan a huge stimulation.

However, Yang Fan felt this probably shouldn’t be counted as a difference between big horses and the Chinese.

Perhaps this was simply Sasha’s individual specialty.

To verify this would be simple; after handling Bei Xi, he would know.

Sasha turned her head with a seductive look at Yang Fan, a smile of satisfaction on her face. She smacked her buttocks a couple of times again, then gestured for Yang Fan to do the same.

Yang Fan chuckled to himself; these big horses had tastes just like Zheng Yuyu’s.

He did not stand on ceremony, winding up and giving her buttocks a couple of smacks.

"Oh... ah... ah..."

Sasha cried out loudly, her voice loud and raucous.

But her shouting was also very arousing, instantly igniting Yang Fan’s emotions.

Smack, smack, smack...

Yang Fan pounded against Sasha’s perky buttocks, moving in and out vigorously.

The feeling was fantastic.

Especially since it was his first time with such big horses, all the sensations seemed to be magnified.

"Oh... hiss... ah ah ah... ah... ah..."

Sasha stretched her hands behind her and with all her might, she spread apart her two buttocks to the left and right.

Yang Fan didn’t know what she meant by that, but seeing her so cooperative, he simply changed his rhythm, pulling out completely each time before thrusting back in fiercely, while taking the opportunity to fully appreciate the white and rosy "golden valley."

That profound depth, with his repeated entering and exiting, contracted very noticeably.

It looked like a small pink mouth eagerly awaiting nourishment.

At that moment, Bei Xi, who was in charge of running the water, came out, her bath ready.

Standing behind Yang Fan, she shed the thin clothes that were merely decorative and pressed her bare body against Yang Fan’s back, her ample softness rubbing against him in circles.

This gentle softness sent shivers through Yang Fan’s body.

These big horses really knew how to serve a man.

Bei Xi used her mouth and her fullness together, rubbing little by little against Yang Fan’s back, moving slowly downwards.

Suddenly, Yang Fan’s eyes widened in shock.

Fuck!

The woman had actually attacked his back door with her tongue.

...It felt kind of amazing, somewhat comfortable!

However, Yang Fan would rather die tonight than kiss Bei Xi.

Although he was enjoying the process, he still felt disdain.

"Sir, why not do it while bathing?"

After Bei Xi had been working at his back for a while, she suddenly asked.

She clearly understood more than Sasha did, and although it sounded quite awkward, at least Yang Fan could roughly understand her.

He let go of Sasha and nodded his head.

Change places, let’s do it in the water.

Perfect opportunity to test Bei Xi’s depths, taking turns.

Yang Fan lay down in the bathtub, and the warm water enveloping him seemed to open every cell in his body instantly.

"Sir, do you want to do me... or her?" Bei Xi pointed to herself and then at Sasha.

"You!" Yang Fan said.

The two women smiled gently and, cocking their heads, nodded in agreement.

Then, Sasha and Bei Xi both slipped into the tub.

Sasha sat behind Yang Fan, letting him lie back against her embrace.

Meanwhile, Bei Xi squeezed her legs together, positioned herself above Yang Fan’s lower body, and after finding the right spot, she slowly sat down.

Even though the bathtub was considered quite large, it was still somewhat cramped with three people in it.

But the excessive comfort made the cramped space entirely acceptable to Yang Fan.

This is indeed so much better when you have money.

It really felt like a kind of imperial indulgence.

Sitting in one woman’s arms while doing another, it was incredibly thrilling.

Once Bei Xi had fully sunk down, Yang Fan confirmed something; it was Sasha who was special, not all the big horses had the same winding, bumpy stimulation she provided.

"Oh... ah ah... it feels so good, sir, my skin is so pleasurable..." Bei Xi moaned.

Yang Fan was somewhat baffled.

He knew Bei Xi must be moaning something raunchy, but he really couldn’t figure out what it meant.

"What do you mean your skin feels good?" Yang Fan said, unable to decide whether to laugh or cry.

"The skin," Bei Xi exclaimed, "it’s this thing you’re doing... this, mine here..."

Bei Xi tried to explain to Yang Fan with both words and gestures.

Yang Fan had pretty much guessed by now.

Everything was great except for the language barrier, which took away much of the fun.

Bei Xi was clearly more promiscuous, and it seemed she was not short on dirty talk.

It was a pity she could talk, but Yang Fan might not always understand.