Long Gen was frustrated. What a mess! His cock was straining against his pants like a rolling pin, practically tearing the fabric, yet he couldn't get any action!
"Where's aunt?" Long Gen glanced around, not seeing Shen Lijuan. His crotch was throbbing— if he didn't take care of it soon, he'd burst into flames.
What a day! He was this close to bedding He Jingwen, but Yang Ying had to show up with her damn cows at the worst possible time. And Shen Lihong—pregnant already, after just a few days?
"Sis went to the village office, said she's got some stuff to handle," Shen Lihong said, eyeing the bulge in Long Gen's pants, her body tingling.
Women love strong men! So solid and safe beneath them, pounding away for an hour without tiring—who wouldn't want that? But her period hadn't come, and she was likely pregnant. One deep thrust from that big cock could harm the baby!
"Ugh, why am I so unlucky?" Long Gen grumbled, clutching the throbbing bulge in his pants, hot and hard as a red-hot iron cock. A fire burned in his gut, urging him to drag Yang Ying over and give her a good pounding.
Damn her, why'd she have to herd cows then of all times?
Long Gen was wrong to blame Yang Ying, though. After two encounters with his cock in the jujube grove, she couldn't stop thinking about it. Her husband, Cow Big, fumbled around every night, but his pathetic "toothpick" finished in minutes. Now, climbing into bed, Yang Ying didn't even bother undressing, her mind consumed with Long Gen's massive cock. And she won't let her husband touch her.
"Little Long, how about we go inside, and I… suck it for you? Holding it in's bad for you…" Shen Lihong said, twisting her clothes, her face red.
It wasn't embarrassment—she itched below just seeing his cock. Normally, she'd have it every night, going three or five rounds before sleeping. But last night, with He Jingwen sleeping nearby, she couldn't risk her hearing the cock's power.
"Hm?" Long Gen paused, eyeing Shen Lihong's cherry lips, full and rosy. Wouldn't they stretch wide around it?
Sucking it was better than nothing. He had to get the semen out, or his cock would stay hard all day!
"Lijuan, you home?" Wu Guihua called, sashaying in. Long Gen's eyes lit up. What was she doing here? Looking for a romp?
"Oh, Little Long's here too, huh," Wu Guihua chuckled, winking at him. "Just grabbing two packs of smokes."
Shen Lihong, missing their exchange, fetched the cigarettes and change. Long Gen hesitated, then stepped outside to wait by the road. Soon, Wu Guihua came out, her round hips swaying.
"What's with the winking? Got dirt in your eyes?" Long Gen teased, chewing a blade of grass, his crotch stirring at her plump backside.
"Heh, thought you wouldn't catch my signal. Come on, let's talk at my place." Wu Guihua grabbed his arm, leading him down a side path.
The village was busy with road repairs, led by the newly elected village chief, Wei Wenwu, eager to make a good impression. Most villagers were at the site, leaving the path empty.
Patting his butt, Long Gen strutted like a big shot. With his cock, he feared nothing! Perfect timing to unleash his pent-up fire.
With Chen Tianming still in the hospital and Chen Ergou stuck there too, Wu Guihua's house was empty. Long Gen strolled in like he owned the place.
"Guilan, get some water! Little Long's here," Wu Guihua said, shutting the door and leading him straight to the bedroom.
Inside, Long Gen froze. A woman sat on the bed, her pretty face slightly flushed, long lashes framing eyes like bright pearls. A high nose and cherry lips were adorable, and below her chin rose two towering boobs—what a pair of breasts!
"Gulp!" Long Gen swallowed hard, staring closely. Damn, this woman was stunning—fair skin, delicate features, like a porcelain doll!
"Little Long, this is my sister, Wu Guilan. About that thing we talked about last time… can you help her out?" Wu Guihua said. Guilan's face dipped toward her chest, her ears red with embarrassment.
Long Gen sipped the water, thrilled. This woman was as gorgeous as He Jingwen, just with a different vibe! He Jingwen had that lofty, commanding air—bedding her would be a conquest. But this beauty was a rare gem, her looks and figure even more striking than her sister's!
"Ugh, if I'd known your sister was this pretty, I'd have skipped you and gone straight for her," Long Gen sighed, plopping down beside Wu Guilan.
His hand slid to her shoulder, easing into conversation.
"Ahem, so, you want a son or a daughter? Truth is, I've got someone at home borrowing my 'seed' already—said this morning she might be pregnant. My reputation's solid—guaranteed satisfaction, guaranteed results!"
"Really?"
Hearing Long Gen's confident boasts and success stories, Wu Guilan's eyes lit up. "Is that true?" She asked eagerly.
"You bet!" Long Gen rolled his eyes, his fingers "accidentally" slipping to her swollen chest. Her breasts were so big they strained her floral blouse, nearly tearing it. He pressed lightly—soft, springy. He wondered if they were as pale as they felt…
"Alright, you can do me! If I get pregnant, I'll pay you 20,000 yuan. If it's a boy, another 20,000. Deal?" Wu Guilan beamed, thrilled at the prospect of a child, tired of being called a "barren hen" behind her back.
"No problem bedding you! But I need to check your body first, see if you're fit for a son," Long Gen said, squeezing her breast, his hand sliding to her round buttocks. Not as big as Wu Guihua's, but firmer, perkier.
"Fine!"
Without hesitation, Wu Guilan stood, dropped her pants, and revealed her pale, round buttocks. A red thong clung tightly to her seam.
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