Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 395

Chapter 395: Chapter 395

Yang Fan, though already in his thirties, maintained an extremely well-kept figure.

His skin was fair and felt as smooth and delicate as satin.

When Yang Fan grabbed those two soft and full handfuls, they were so slippery that he almost let them slip through his fingers, and before he knew it, they had slid out of his grasp. His figure was similar to that of Zhang Yulan, both of the plump type, which had a slightly sensual feel to it.

Such a figure, although not as flexible as a willow swaying in the wind, was very comfortable to be underneath.

However, this wasn’t fat, just full-bodied.

Such a figure, between fat and thin, is what many men favor.

And for a man like Yang Fan, who was universally loving, there was nothing to pick on in such a figure.

As long as she was not too fat or too thin to the point of showing bones, he liked her.

He played with those two soft handfuls and squeezed them together, then bent down and took them into his mouth.

Fourth Aunt’s breasts were large, and the two Little Honey Beans could even nuzzle against each other as they came together.

Squeezing them together, Yang Fan was able to engulf the two Little Honey Beans in his mouth, letting them dance and bounce on the tip of his tongue.

"Mmm..."

Fourth Aunt softly moaned, her waist involuntarily arching upward.

In just a moment, her eyes were covered with a fog-like trance, watery and misty.

That was an abyss capable of melting any strong resolve.

Yang Fan shifted his body slightly, rolling off of Fourth Aunt’s body, and while suckling on those Little Honey Beans, his right hand slid along Fourth Aunt’s smooth thigh, resting on top of her panties.

The thin panties could hardly conceal the traces of the golden valley, and he could feel its shape clearly through the clothes.

Yang Fan’s hand roamed freely over Fourth Aunt’s smooth thigh and that golden valley area, trying to measure her voluptuous and soft figure with his palm, as he had been too hasty that night, and with no light at all, he hadn’t even gotten to appreciate Fourth Aunt’s unclothed figure.

"Mmm... Mmm..."

Fourth Aunt licked her lips, her waist arching highly, matching the movements of Yang Fan’s hand.

"Fourth Aunt, your panties are wet; let me take them off for you," Yang Fan whispered.

A blush like rosy clouds fluttered across Fourth Aunt’s face as she nodded lightly.

Yang Fan forwent those huge and soft fullnesses, moved downward, and with both hands, grabbed the black panties with some patterns, pulling them down from her waist.

The golden valley, glistening with droplets, was revealed.

It was tightly closed, with only streaks of moisture snaking down from within.

Yang Fan pulled at the panties and slipped his right hand inside.

A mere touch caused Fourth Aunt’s body to shiver gently.

She softly moaned, suddenly clamping her thighs shut.

"Fourth Aunt, let me have a good look," Yang Fan once again pried Fourth Aunt’s legs apart.

With a shy voice, Fourth Aunt said, "What’s there to see down there? Just come inside already... stop looking."

"Fourth Aunt, such a beautiful place, of course, I want to have a good look. Come on, open up a bit," Yang Fan, holding down Fourth Aunt’s legs, gently stroked the moist golden valley.

There wasn’t much, just a sparse amount of hair on the top; the area surrounding the golden valley was almost hairless.

After lightly touching for a while, the flow from the golden valley soon became more pronounced.

"Fanzi, stop, stop playing, come and take care of me, put Little Yang Fan inside," Fourth Aunt said, grabbing Yang Fan’s arm, her eyes burning with desire.

Yang Fan didn’t listen to Fourth Aunt’s words but instead slowly pushed his finger inside, "Let me see what’s inside of you, Auntie. I’m quite curious."

"Aiyah, why are you curious about that, just come inside," Fourth Aunt said shyly.

Yang Fan not only pushed his finger inside but also bent down and pressed his head in.

"Ah... don’t, Fanzi, you can’t kiss there," Fourth Aunt exclaimed urgently, desperately pulling at Yang Fan’s shoulders.

But her efforts couldn’t stop Yang Fan.

Yang Fan’s tongue had just touched it, a light lick, and Fourth Aunt’s body trembled as if electrified.

"Ah... no, don’t play like this, I can’t take it."

Fourth Aunt shook her head, saying urgently.

Yang Fan didn’t listen to her and continued at his own pace.

There was no smell of the sea in Fourth Aunt’s place, very clean and refreshing.

If it wasn’t her natural state, then she had deliberately washed herself well tonight, just to welcome Yang Fan’s onslaught.

Slurp, slurp...

Yang Fan deliberately made loud noises, his fingers rapidly moving in and out.

This stimulation turned Fourth Aunt’s well-maintained cheeks instantly red, her breath ragged as a gusty storm.

"Ah ah... Mmm mmm mmm..."

Fourth Aunt suddenly clamped her legs together, trapping Yang Fan’s head.

"Fanzi, stop playing around, your aunt really can’t take it anymore, I can’t... Come and do it to your aunt."

Yang Fan paused, then lifted his head and said, "Fourth Aunt, I want to hear you say you’re a slut."

"I’m a slut, a big slut, Fanzi, come and do it to your big slut of an aunt," Fourth Aunt said urgently.

Grabbing Yang Fan’s arms with both hands, she was eager to drag him on top of her, to enter her depths.

Yang Fan still didn’t comply.

He continued to bury his head, hands and mouth busily working, until the sounds of water gushed and squelched from there.

Under such intense stimulation, Fourth Aunt writhed like a lively worm, her body twisting uneasily in every direction.

"Auntie, you’re so tight inside, so warm," said Yang Fan.

Playing with his aunt in this way gave Yang Fan a sense of taboo exhilaration.

He couldn’t quite describe what that feeling was.

But it made him irresistible.

He very much enjoyed watching his aunt twist into a ball under his fingers.

"Fanzi, quickly do your big slut of an aunt. Drive into her, destroy your aunt, use your big thing to feel the warmth of your aunt, pierce them open, make a mess of there, won’t you?" Fourth Aunt shouted incoherently, her hands constantly pulling at Yang Fan.

She looked truly famished, desperate for Yang Fan to go inside.

"Auntie, am I really going in?"

Yang Fan pulled off his boxers, spread Fourth Aunt’s legs, and rubbed slowly on the outside.

"Come in, come in!" Fourth Aunt grasped Yang Fan’s arms, her breath as urgent as thunder.

So impatient was she that she even seemed on the verge of losing her mind.

Yang Fan thrust in deeply.

"Ah... Ah..."

Fourth Aunt let out a sharp cry and quickly covered her mouth.

Yang Fan’s sudden move brought her intense satisfaction, but she couldn’t control her voice.

"Gently, gently, don’t wake your Little Mother," Fourth Aunt gently tapped Yang Fan, whispering a caution.

Yang Fan was also startled by Fourth Aunt’s melodiously shrill cry.

He had been enjoying himself too much, forgetting this detail.

Suddenly awake to this, he slowed down a bit, thrusting into the wetness of Fourth Aunt’s golden valley.

Warm, firm, and moistly tender.

Fourth Aunt possessed a tightness that belied her age.