The Harem of A Rustic Veterinarian
Chapter 13

Chapter 13: Chapter 13

Su Guizhi’s buttocks tightened instantly, then relaxed, yet she neither evaded nor resisted.

Wu Song’s heart fluttered, and he understood Su Guizhi’s thoughts.

He pulled Su Guizhi into his arms, pressing the rolling pin hard against the crevice of her buttocks.

Su Guizhi let out a soft moan instinctively, her whole body trembling.

For years, she hadn’t experienced the taste of a man.

Today, to be directly pressed by such a fierce giant object made her heart incredibly flustered, her entire self trembling subtly.

Wu Song unbuttoned Su Guizhi’s nightgown top.

The two doves were freed, leaping out, pink areolas enticing, provoking an impulse to engulf them in one motion.

"Mm..."

Su Guizhi immediately let out a soft moan, instinctively cradling Wu Song’s head, allowing him to savor and grind gently.

Su Guizhi was unable to resist, her breathing became increasingly rapid.

Wu Song’s hand slid from her chest over her belly, reaching the waistline of her pajama pants.

He tentatively slipped his fingers inside.

Waiting for Su Guizhi to stop him.

But Su Guizhi showed no intention of stopping him.

Wu Song’s hand boldly ventured in, directly sinking into the thicket there.

With a flick of his fingers, there was a moist heat, an already babbling brook, a muddy mire.

"Ah..."

Su Guizhi moaned as she was flicked, then, embarrassed, quickly gritted her teeth to resist.

Wu Song tore off Su Guizhi’s pajama pants in one go.

With a pop, Su Guizhi’s snow-white buttocks and thighs were exposed, a triangular tuft of black hair in between,

and that black tuft was already muddily wrapped, drenched by the stream there, the pink wings barely visible, the paradise it guarded flowing with honey, utterly moist.

Wu Song’s heart burned, he directly took off his pants, freeing that dragon-like rolling pin.

Su Guizhi, who had been pretending to be calm, had never seen such a thing before, and she exclaimed in shock, her mouth gaping open, left dumbfounded.

Wu Song smirked, holding Su Guizhi’s head, guiding her to kneel down and consume.

Su Guizhi hesitated for a moment, yet trembled as she knelt down, striving to open her mouth to consume, but after much effort, could not take it in.

Wu Song held her head, pushing forcefully, scraping against her teeth, shoving it inside.

Instantly, it plunged into a warm and moist heat.

"Ugh..."

But Su Guizhi could not help but gag,

as Wu Song’s rolling pin directly pushed against her throat.

Wu Song then withdrew a bit.

Letting Su Guizhi get used to it.

Once slightly adjusted, Wu Song slowly thrusted, pulling Su Guizhi’s lips apart and back again.

Only a moment’s work.

Su Guizhi painfully shook her head, her eyes pleading with Wu Song.

Wu Song begrudgingly withdrew.

Su Guizhi immediately began gagging, painfully complaining, "No, it’s not working, my mouth is almost split open, my face hurts badly."

Wu Song chuckled, "Then let your lower mouth have a try."

Wu Song guided the rolling pin, getting Su Guizhi to stick her butt up.

Su Guizhi’s heart fluttered even more, nervously watching Wu Song’s large tool, quivering as she spoke, "Can it work? It’s so big, I—I fear it won’t fit."

"Don’t be nervous, I’ll take it slow." Wu Song comforted Su Guizhi, then nudged the rolling pin against the entrance of her honeyed cave, teasingly dampening the little wings, before tentatively pushing inside.

Su Guizhi, tense, instinctively clamped her buttocks.

Wu Song just squeezed in a bit, immediately shivering from being clamped.

This little cave of Su Guizhi’s was unexpectedly tight as well.

But Wu Song gritted his teeth, forcefully pushing on, starting to forcibly press into a section, the moist heated folds being pushed apart layer by layer, only to be tightly wrapped again.

The sensation was so pleasing Wu Song couldn’t help but groan deeply.

Su Guizhi also, in that instant, felt as if her entire being was pierced through, an intense mixture of sourness and pleasure causing her to tremble all over, unable to keep from crying out.

But Wu Song’s rolling pin had only gone halfway in.

More to penetrate, yet had already encountered Su Guizhi’s special area.

Just a slight move made Su Guizhi cry snowily, squeezing her buttocks to prevent Wu Song from advancing.

Wu Song had to stop, no longer pushing forward, instead slowly withdrawing then probing in.

Even so, it made Wu Song feel exceptionally comfortable.

Su Guizhi gradually experienced a comfort she had never felt before, the field left barren for years now developed into a lush, fertile wetland, a puddled mess, squishing as Wu Song hammered, becoming increasingly delicate and moist.

And with Wu Song’s rolling pin in and out, streams of honey flowed out, lingering on the rolling pin, presenting as a white viscous liquid.

Su Guizhi gradually started to get lost, completely immersed under the power of Wu Song’s thick rod.

"Pa pa..."

With Wu Song’s rolling pin pounding vigorously.

Su Guizhi finally went wild.

Her entire being shivered frantically, her small buttocks beginning to spasm violently, fiercely clamping, making Wu Song unable to hold back, erupting directly in bursts.

"Ah..."

Su Guizhi immediately screamed, feeling as though she was shattered, her soul scattered to the nine heavens,

the extreme ecstasy causing her eyes to roll back, nearly unable to control as she collapsed.

Though Wu Song’s rolling pin was hard enough, it couldn’t stop Su Guizhi from slipping.

Pa.

Su Guizhi’s honeyed cave slipped off the rolling pin, slumping to the ground, that honeyed cave still wide open, the tender pink flesh inside almost visible.

Thin streams of white sap followed the closing of the honeyed cave, seeping out.

Wu Song, looking at the steaming rolling pin, couldn’t help but smile with satisfaction.

He didn’t expect curing the young widow’s livestock would result in such a good thing.

"Are you okay?" Wu Song helped Su Guizhi up from the ground, concernedly asked.

Su Guizhi propped herself against the wall to stand, her face flushed, suffused with springtime; she lowered her head slightly, not daring to look directly at Wu Song, whispering, "I’m okay."

Wu Song chuckled, "From now on, I’ll treat your livestock for free. But you’ll have to keep pleasuring me in return."

Su Guizhi’s heart trembled with inexplicable joy.

She thought to herself, is there really such a good thing?

Not only could the livestock be treated for free.

Her own field would have someone to cultivate it, preventing it from getting so dry late at night it would crack.

Su Guizhi nodded gently, softly murmuring in acknowledgment, agreeing to Wu Song’s terms.

Wu Song, eyes twinkling with a smile, patted Su Guizhi’s buttocks before departing.

Su Guizhi watched Wu Song’s fading figure with a long sigh, thinking to herself, at least life won’t be too dull from now on.

Wu Song left Su Guizhi’s home, swaggering contentedly as he headed back.

"Ah, be gentle, what’s the rush?" A woman’s seductive and suppressed voice came from the darkness.

"Heh heh, I get excited just seeing your big butt, makes me wanna fuck... stop dithering, stick it out!" A man’s eager voice followed.

Wu Song’s heart fluttered. Hell, in the middle of the night, someone is sneaking around!

The voice sounds quite familiar.

Wu Song circulated his True Qi to his eyes and looked at the couple secretly trysting.

In the village’s privately-owned land, he saw a woman leaning against a tree, pushing her millstone-sized butt out.

Behind her, a bald and potbellied middle-aged man, excitedly pressing his little radish-headed member, thrust towards that big butt.