Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 400

Chapter 400: Chapter 400

Yang Fan knew this woman would definitely understand, she even knew about that kind of service, so how could she be unaware of using her mouth for such matters.

This guy was just pretending to play dead here!

"I spent five thousand yuan, even if it’s just for one time, I think I deserve a somewhat proper attitude," Yang Fan said indifferently, his right hand tweaking the girl’s buttocks, peeking into the depths within.

"If this is your attitude, I don’t have any other solution. It seems I can only deduct money."

The woman suddenly turned around, sat up, and stared into Yang Fan’s eyes with a cold sneer, "So you were here waiting for me, huh?"

"You could say that," Yang Fan responded with a smile.

The woman glared fiercely at Yang Fan and shouted, "Strip!"

Yang Fan then gladly took off his pants. Now this was starting to look proper.

The woman disdainfully fiddled with Yang Fan’s member and muttered with a twist of her lips, "Your thing is really ugly."

Although her words were full of disdain, her eyes mixed with some shock.

"As good-looking as it could be, it would still look like this. As long as it works well, that’s enough," Yang Fan said.

The woman snorted and scoffed, "You think you perform well? I bet you’re just all show and no go, a man who can’t even last half an hour is utterly useless. How many minutes for you?"

Is this the way she picked a fight? She’ll be disappointed.

Yang Fan chuckled to himself and said, "Try it and you’ll know."

"You sure act the part," the woman disdainfully shook her head, then took Little Yang Fan in her mouth.

Her skills weren’t great; even if she had done it before, it must have been rare.

After a mere seven or eight simple movements, she let go of Little Yang Fan, turned around, and got back down, "Come on."

"That’s it?" Yang Fan asked in surprise.

"Hey, buddy, you forced me to do it, just a bit is fine. What more do you want? You can’t be thinking about blowing your load in my mouth until it’s clean, right? Aren’t you expecting too much?" the woman yelled.

"Alright then," Yang Fan chuckled lowly and nodded.

He decided not to quibble with this woman over these issues. He would just regain the upper hand later.

She was definitely going to cry.

Without doing anything else, Yang Fan spread the woman’s butt crack apart, moistened it with his saliva, and pressed down.

With the lubrication of the saliva, insertion was rather smooth.

The inside wasn’t as loose as Yang Fan had imagined, on the contrary, it was quite tight.

The feeling of forcefully squeezing into a narrow valley was distinct, with a sort of layered tightness.

"Hey, what are you doing?!" the woman suddenly turned her head and yelled in fright.

Yang Fan looked at her, "Fucking you, what else?"

"You... you didn’t use a condom?" the woman shouted angrily.

Yang Fan shook his head, "I don’t have one!"

"You scoundrel, how could you not take any protective measures? You... you, you... pay more!" the woman yelled.

Yang Fan thought she would burst out with something truly forceful, but that was it.

"Money? No can do, don’t even think about it. It’s a good thing I haven’t deducted any," Yang Fan said, "Stay still, get that ass up!"

"Bastard, you’re a bastard!" the woman shouted loudly.

Yang Fan didn’t take it to heart; he was ready to fully play the villain and teach this person a lesson.

It didn’t matter what she cursed him out with, because she was definitely going to cry soon.

Yang Fan grabbed the woman’s buttocks, hoisted her up, planted her on her knees at the edge of the bed, and then vigorously set the pace.

Smack, smack, smack...

The crisp clashing sounds suddenly erupted.

It was like a sudden torrential downpour that came without warning.

"Ah!"

"Ah—ah—softer, softer, you bastard."

Yang Fan pretended he hadn’t heard anything, marshaled all of his strength, and slammed heavily into the woman’s buttocks.

If it hadn’t been for his hands gripping her buttocks, the force of his thrust would have surely sent her flying.

"Ah... ah... ah... lighter, lighter, ah..."

The woman reached her right hand back, flailing, trying to grab onto Yang Fan’s arm to disrupt his rhythm.

But Yang Fan simply ignored her and gradually quickened his pace.

Thwack, thwack, thwack...

The heavy and rapid impact sounds crisply rang out.

Those sounds were like an inspiring motivational speech.

Initially, it was as if applause was growing gradually into desperate clapping.

The intensity of the impacts gradually reddened the woman’s buttocks, as if they had just been slapped countless times.

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

The woman’s moans gradually became uncontrollable, at times screaming high-pitched, at times almost like crying.

"Stop, stop, I can’t do this anymore... can’t do it, ah..."

Yang Fan hadn’t even exerted much strength yet, and she already seemed like she couldn’t take it.

"We’ve only just begun, how can we stop? Just enjoy it," Yang Fan said with a smile.

"You bastard, stop... ah..." the woman cursed.

But soon, her voice again turned into intermittent screaming moans, leaving no room for speech.

Yang Fan paused briefly, giving her a moment to breathe, then continued once again.

What the hell, dealing with a woman in such a situation was quite stimulating.

Strange methods, a strange woman, coming and going without any reservations satisfied him oddly.

Faintly, there seemed to be a sense of forcefulness.

Even though it had cost him quite a bit of money.

"Ah ah... ah ah ah..." The woman’s moaning fluctuated and turned into intense screams.

She seemed to be screaming with all her might.

Yang Fan even thought he saw veins bulging on her neck.

Was it really that exaggerated?

Yang Fan felt he hadn’t fully exerted his force yet!

However, that place of hers was now truly moist.

The flow was about to burst noisily.

"Want to try a different position?" Yang Fan paused briefly, withdrew, and inserted his fingers to carefully examine what exactly her part looked like.

It looked rather commonplace.

The forest was slightly sparse, with a couple of short butterfly wings, almost negligible.

But, her spot was really wet now.

The fluid wasn’t gushing loudly, but it really was flowing down her thighs.

The woman collapsed onto the floor, her body limp as she lay on the bed, convulsing violently.

"You... you’re mistaken, thinking about changing positions for five thousand yuan, go eat shit," the woman weakly yelled.

Although her body seemed exhausted to the limit, her mouth was still defiant.

She had taken the money, but her pride seemed far from subdued.

Yang Fan completely disarmed himself and jumped onto the bed.

"Then let’s continue."

"Wait, wait," the woman suddenly said urgently, "I agree to change positions, can you... be gentler?"