After laughing wildly, the black giant snake let out a roar to the heavens. Burying its head, squelch, it plunged into the damp, hot cave once again, churning up waves of white foam, grinding out fresh soy milk with a sizzle, sizzle, sizzle. Handfuls of hot streams gushed out one after another in a frenzy.
Slap, slap, slap.
After a fierce battle lasting an hour and a half, with the sun right overhead, Long Gen finally recalled the giant snake. He pulled up his pants and left. Before leaving, he plucked two jujubes and stuffed them into Li Xiaolan's sprawled-open crotch, almost bursting the hole.
This bitch deserved it! Wanting to eat the giant rod but having no skill, unable to withstand the fucking yet insisting on throwing herself at him. Now she was tired as a dead dog, only exhaling without inhaling. If someone dragged her out right now to chop her up and stew her, she probably wouldn't even twitch.
"I'm off, enjoy the jujubes." He called out and walked away whistling.
After two rounds of fucking, the sun was blazing overhead. The autumn tiger radiated its final heat, endlessly draining his sweat. Long Gen wiped his brow, took a dip in the Qingshui River, and then crossed over, heading toward Chen Xianglian's house.
These past few days, Chen Xianglian hadn't gone home at all. Ever since she became the accountant, she spent all her time at the convenience store. After finishing the village's accounts, she helped Shen Lijuan watch the store, tallying receipts and taking inventory, busy but happy. Aside from her four hundred yuan monthly salary as a village official, Shen Lijuan gave her an extra three hundred yuan for her hard work.
Seven hundred yuan wasn't a lot, but it was much easier than plowing fields and farming. She didn't have to suffer the wind and sun anymore. After a lifetime of hardship, she was finally free.
At first, Chen Xianglian had some resistance. Sharing a man with someone else was one thing, but offering herself up made her feel too shameless. Secondly, her own brothers were mortal enemies with Shen Lijuan and Little Long. It had escalated to a fight to the death. She was caught in an awkward position in the middle.
But thinking back on it, what benefits had her brothers given her all those years they were village chief and party secretary? Besides two acres of flexible farmland, nothing at all—let alone securing an easy job at the village office. They only knew how to stuff their own pockets; when did they ever remember they had a sister?
Chen Xianglian instantly felt balanced.
She cooked, cleaned, and tidied things up even better than in her own home.
Because of this, she didn't have any attachments left to her own house. She was too lazy to even look at it. She sold the chickens, ducks, pigs, and dogs, leaving nothing of value. It was completely empty; even thieves wouldn't bother targeting it.
When Long Gen arrived at Chen Xianglian's house, the little slut Chen Ke was sweeping the floor. She had changed into her mother Chen Xianglian's old clothes: a grayish-white undershirt and a pair of linen trousers.
Compared to her mother, Chen Ke was much younger and didn't have as much meat on her. The fleshiest parts were the two mounds on her chest and her white, plump butt cheeks.
The undershirt was a bit big on her, swaying back and forth. The two little points on her chest were exceptionally obvious. When the wind blew, the shirt clung to her, perfectly outlining the two round, full, massive breasts!
"Sweeping the floor, huh? Is lunch ready?" Long Gen walked into the yard with his hands behind his back. Chen Xianglian lived on the edge of the village with no neighbors around, so Long Gen didn't worry about anyone seeing. He walked over with his crotch proudly leading the way.
Seeing Long Gen, Chen Ke smiled so hard her eyes narrowed into slits. Her pretty face flushed red, shy as a little girl. She lowered her head deeply, burying it between her two giant peaks. She clamped her legs tight, afraid Long Gen might launch a surprise attack, and jammed her fingers inside to dig frantically.
She had fingered herself a couple of times at the intersection earlier. When she got back and took off her pants, oh my, her panties were completely soaked. She didn't know what was going on; every time she met the little bastard, she completely lost control. The tricks she used to string along johns were now entirely mastered by the little bastard and used against her.
"You're here, come, sit inside." Chen Ke eagerly served tea and poured water. Her little feet ran back and forth across the yard, her butt cheeks sticking up incredibly round. Just like her mother, her ass wasn't just perky, it was huge. With a single slap, the entire ass would tremble, the white mounds of flesh rolling like waves, layer by layer.
Going into the house and taking a look, it wasn't bad. The little slut Chen Ke hadn't forgotten her roots. To tidy it up so cleanly in the time it takes to fire off a quick one showed she still had the potential of a good wife and loving mother in her bones. It was just that she had been a prostitute, ridden by many men.
"Come, sit on my lap." Patting his thigh, he pulled Chen Ke onto his lap.
The moment the soft, bouncy butt cheeks touched him, Little Long Gen instantly became restless, rebelling against his pants and propping up a massive tent.
"What are you planning to do now that you're home? Got any ideas? Tell me." He acted as familiar as family with Chen Ke. Unbuttoning her undershirt, the two big white rabbits hidden inside were exposed—white and tender. At first glance, they looked like white honeydews, resting quietly on her chest.
Exquisite, smooth, and round. Atop the dark red areolas, two firm little points stood out, like red grapes hanging on a branch.
"So soft, so comfortable." Long Gen grabbed them directly, lifting the two massive breasts, rubbing and kneading them, addicted to it like a kid playing with a toy.
Sometimes he'd grab the two big breasts and push them toward the middle, striving to squeeze out a white cleavage. As the old saying goes, "Cleavage is like time; if you squeeze hard enough, you'll find some."
Chen Ke's breasts weren't small. If she didn't squeeze, the cleavage was already intimidating; what would happen if she did squeeze?
Suddenly letting go, the two massive breasts dropped with a slap, slap, swaying and crashing into each other. The little red points darted around like stars in the sky.
Other times, he'd scoop up a breast in his hand, pinch the peach-red bead, and scrape it with his fingertip like a massage tool. With every scrape and pinch, the nipple grew harder.
"Mmhmm, Little Long, giggle, don't, don't pinch. If you pinch them broken, the baby won't be able to drink milk later, mmhmm... giggle..." The nipples were too sensitive, leaving Chen Ke weak all over. It felt like being tickled, and she giggled endlessly.
Long Gen's face instantly darkened. He gave them a fierce rub and said seriously:
"What are you laughing at? Such a serious matter, and you're laughing? I'm talking about serious business here, why are you laughing? Be serious, or I won't be polite!"
While speaking with self-righteous indignation, his hands weren't idle. His fingertips continued to pick and flick, making her nipples swell.
"Giggle, don't, Little Long, giggle," Chen Ke couldn't take this kind of treatment. The itch reached deep into her bones, making her entire body uncomfortable.
It was ironic how serious this brat sounded, acting all self-righteous like an incorruptible official, and actually having the nerve to claim he was talking about "serious business"? Is this how you discuss serious business?
Pinching someone's tits while talking about official matters.
"Don't, don't dig anymore, Little Long, I... I'll tell you, I'll tell you... giggle, giggle... mmhmm..."
Her two hands were no match for Long Gen; she couldn't cover them up. She twisted her butt cheeks back and forth but couldn't escape Long Gen's demonic claws. In her desperation, Chen Ke just wanted to bite him.
"Speak then, what do you want to do? I'll give you some advice." Long Gen stopped, merely massaging the white, tender breasts without stimulating the nipples.
Having felt so many breasts, Long Gen had developed a keen sense for them.
Young women's breasts were perky and round, but every woman's body was different. Some women had hard, lumpy masses in their breasts. They looked big and perky, but they didn't feel good in the hand. Just like those foreign women on TV who got boob jobs. At first glance, oh my god, these tits are massive, but when you touch them, what the hell is this? Harder than my own dick. What's the point of touching them?
Looking at breasts was just for eye candy, to get the thing in the crotch excited. Only when you actually hold them in your hand can you determine if they are good breasts.
Take Chen Ke's breasts, for example—large and round. While not as perky as Yang Ying's, they were soft and watery in his hands, smooth and carrying a hint of gentleness. Very comfortable.
Or take his mother-in-law Zhao Ping's breasts. Those had some years on them. The cherry beads were dark, pitch black as if dyed with ink.
They might look a bit off-putting, but when you fucked her, those breasts shook fiercely, jumping up and down with intense energy. Very comfortable to touch, incredibly soft.
"I... I plan to stay home for a while. I'll learn from Sister Guihua how to raise chickens and ducks, live a peaceful and steady life... mmhmm, uh..." As she was speaking, a large hand suddenly slipped into her crotch.
She didn't feel it at first when he touched her thigh, but how did it suddenly reach the cave entrance?
"Mmhmm, your idea is pretty good. Raising chickens and ducks is quite profitable, it's just..." Long Gen hugged Chen Ke. His fingers climbed mountains and waded through rivers with great effort, finally covering the two dumpling wrappers.
His fingers pinched the dumpling wrappers, working them like rolling out dough, picking and rubbing. His fingers pressed against the entrance, rubbing up and down along the crevice.
Sizzle, sizzle.Sizzle, sizzle.
"Mmhmm, don't, Little Long, don't dig yet, mmhmm, it's itchy, itchy, hot, mmhmm..." Chen Ke was open-minded, especially about things on the bed; she saw it very clearly.
Isn't it all the same between men and women? Take off the pants, use the long rod to plug this leak of mine, grab onto my assets and suck hard. Alright, after exchanging "essence," pull it out, go our separate ways, and it's over.
But she felt differently about Long Gen. She always thought he was a good guy. A bit of a pervert, sure—he even fucked her mother, how could he not be a pervert? But his perversion had class, a certain standard, and a sense of responsibility! He took responsibility for people! Where else could you find a pervert like that?
"What are you doing? What's wrong with a couple of touches? Listen carefully, be good, I am imparting his experience." Long Gen darkened his face, somewhat displeased.
Pinning down the restless Chen Ke, his fingers continued to mess around inside her crotch. He said seriously:
"Raising chickens and ducks has a low cost, short cycle, and quick returns. But this stuff is also quite exhausting, and you need experience. You're still young. I suggest you go study a bit, learn computers or something. Later, you can manage the accounts with your mother. The work is easy, and you have face. Don't you think?"
While speaking with enthusiasm, he was working his crotch even harder.
His fingers acted like a vibrator, stuffed into the hole, digging sizzle, sizzle, slap, slap, slap. The sound of water splashing echoed, and soon quite a bit flowed out.
It made Chen Ke do nothing but moan mmhmm, mmhmm non-stop.
This little bastard was really something. Is this how you discuss serious matters? Bullying people too much. Knowing perfectly well she couldn't take it, yet deliberately making a fool out of her...
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