The bloody incident at the turtle pond was put aside. As long as Fang Zheng wasn't a total idiot, it wouldn't involve Long Gen anymore. Now he just had to wait for He Jingwen's experts to confirm whether there was an ancient tomb or treasure below. Once they confirmed there was nothing, they would immediately start working; the turtle pond couldn't be delayed any longer.
Long Gen walked home with a tent in his pants. Halfway there, He Jingwen called, saying they were already on the road and just asked him to prepare lunch, not to worry about anything else.
"Heaven is helping me, hehe! Now it's time to go settle the score with Chen Tianming." He snapped his flip phone shut with a smack and walked toward Chen Tianming's house with a sinister smile.
It was a pity for the little Western-style mansion—red brick walls, green tiles, and a row of tall, imposing walls; quite spectacular. Sadly, without a woman at home to manage things, and with him missing both legs, he was left with a useless son who was currently in jail for him. Sitting in a wheelchair, he could barely cook and shit for himself. Sweep the courtyard? Keep dreaming.
Weeds grew wildly outside the door, and fallen leaves covered the courtyard. A large black wolfdog was tied in the corner, skin and bones. Seeing Long Gen, it blinked listlessly, not even barking a single "woof," looking as if it was about to draw its last breath, hanging its head weakly and staring at the broken bowl next to it, which was completely empty.
"Chen Tianming! Chen Tianming! Son of a bitch, roll out here! Both your brothers have gone to the police station, and your son is already in there. When are you going in? Or maybe you should all go in, so you can keep each other company..." Long Gen stood outside the door with his hands on his hips, cursing for a while. After waiting a long time with no one coming out, he couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed.
That whole scene just now was Chen Tianming's doing. Chen Tianyun didn't have the brains, and Chen Yunsong had lost his nerve. Only Chen Tianming was ruthless and cunning, a typical scheming old man. Unfortunately, he had two useless brothers, otherwise today's incident wouldn't have been so easy to dodge.
He originally wanted to really piss off the old bastard, preferably to death, but since he didn't come out, Long Gen had no choice but to turn and leave.
"Back to the village. I need to greet all those horny women one by one. He Jingwen will probably be here soon, and we'll have a massive battle tonight. Hmm, anyway, my giant rod hasn't had breakfast yet. I should find someone to vent my fire, drink some fresh milk, eat a couple mouthfuls of bread, and nourish my body."
"Yeah, that slut Wang Limei performed well, providing intel in advance; she deserves a reward. Let's go fuck her first, let her enjoy herself."
Long Gen was afraid of nothing now. It was as if all the men of the Chen family were dead; they were either in the station or crippled. What use were they?
Now, if he wanted to fuck the women of the Chen family, he could just walk right up to their doors openly!
Wang Limei's house was easy to find. Following the main village road to the east, the tallest house was hers. Chen Tianyun had made a lot of money these past two years—jujube orchards, reselling grain, scamming weights and measures, earning a lot of dirty money. Naturally, they were rich. But now that the Chen family had fallen, the house looked like it was about to collapse. It just didn't feel right, lifeless and dead, like a corpse that wasn't buried properly.
Long Gen wasn't superstitious, but he was particular.
Fucking a woman was such a happy thing, yet the place gave off a chilling, gloomy vibe. How unpleasant! Calculating the days, it had been a while since he had rolled in the cornfields. Feeling suddenly nostalgic, he grabbed Wang Limei and dragged her into the cornfield.
Crack, snap, breaking down a large patch of corn, leaves paving the ground. He pulled Wang Limei into his lap.
Wang Limei was terrified at first, but now she finally understood. She thought her little ancestor had some important business, but it turned out he just came to 'do' her. She instantly bloomed with a radiant smile, showing none of the worry a woman whose husband just went to jail should have.
Wang Limei was a horny woman who cared about her appearance. She wore either cheongsams and long skirts, or loose blouses and skirts.
Last time, her cheongsam was torn to shreds by Long Gen. Today she was dressed a bit more simply—a white blouse and gray pants, both quite loose.
But this looseness held immense temptation for Long Gen. Through the blouse, the silhouette of her bra was faintly outlined, supporting two mounds of tender white flesh that trembled slightly with her movements.
Her waist had gotten a bit plump, but she felt incredibly comfortable to touch, like squeezing cotton balls—soft and bouncy. There was a bit of extra meat on her lower belly, but not superfluous. When he pressed a palm down, it fit perfectly into his hand.
Her perfectly round ass sat on Long Gen's thigh, twisting slowly, her butt crack intentionally or unintentionally rubbing against his giant rod.
"Mmhmm, Little Long, touch me... mmhmm..." Wang Limei slowly closed her eyes, grabbing her own breasts with her white hands and kneading them gently.
With every knead and rub, the buttons twisted open, and two slices of white, tender meat seemed to leap out, bouncing endlessly.
"Little Long, ah... sss... touch my tits, ooh... sss..."
Long Gen smiled wickedly, reaching out to pinch her butt cheek. He had to admire this horny bitch. How could she have such a big heart? Her husband was just sent to the police station, and here she was moaning like a slut.
But that was fine. This kind of woman was straightforward, no beating around the bush. No fake affection. If she liked the giant rod, she liked the giant rod, without putting on airs.
Ssss...
Her clothes half-undone, her round shoulders were exposed. A pink halter-strap supported two heavy papayas, leaving an indentation on her shoulder.
A large hand pressed down hard. With a squeeze of his five fingers, large chunks of white flesh spilled out from between his fingers. He rubbed her chest, pushed them together, and a deep cleavage appeared. The pink little buds were grasped in Long Gen's palm, kneading and rubbing.
"Ah... mmhmm, Little Long, I'm so hot... mmhmm... touch my bottom, it's... it's all wet..." Counting on his fingers, it had been at least ten days since he last fucked her, right after tearing her cheongsam.
That piece of trash at home wanted to fuck her, but could she let him? That thing wasn't even enough to pick her teeth, let alone fuck a woman.
Her jade hands slid down gently, reaching past his lower belly and grabbing the giant rod, holding it in her hand. The scorching temperature made her body tremble. Leaning against Long Gen's chest, her small hand stroked gently up and down, letting out continuous muffled moans.
"Mmhmm, Little Long... ooh..." Blinking her watery eyes, Wang Limei tore at her clothes, completely ripping off her bra and tossing it aside, perfectly hooking it onto a nearby cornstalk.
"Hehe, you performed well the last couple of days. Today I am happy, so I'll reward you well. Come, lie on the ground, let me take off your pants." The thing in his crotch was fired up, its head bobbing around like it was going to rebel, pressing against his pants. It was perfect that Wang Limei was acting horny—time to get right down to business.
Rip!
Pulling down her underwear, Wang Limei's round, perfectly proportioned thighs were exposed. The snow-white thighs crossed over each other shyly, like two snakes tangled together, making Long Gen see stars.
In the past, he only cared about fucking until he felt good and never properly appreciated this horny bitch's naked body. He only felt that she was plump, comfortable to touch, and that stuffing his giant rod inside felt tight and full. He never expected this woman to be so voluptuous and well-proportioned!
Her naked body lay on the corn leaves, a contrast of green and white. Two snowy mountains on her chest trembled slightly, two slightly darkened nipples standing erect on dark red areolas. A flat belly, a voluptuous waist. Between her thighs, a patch of grass grew exceptionally thick, and a faint scent of urine slowly permeated the air.
Sizzle, sizzle...
His large hand slid gently over her thighs, caressing the tender white flesh, feeling the heat rising from Wang Limei's body. His palm slowly slipped to her inner thighs.
Squelch!
"Ah!" Wang Limei shuddered violently, squeezing her thighs tightly together. Something had entered the cave, blocking the slowly flowing hot stream.
Squelch, squelch, squelch...
His finger gently dug and teased the walls of the cave. Her breasts trembled, and she panted heavily.
"Ah, ah, ah... Little Long, Little Long... don't... don't dig... ah, oh..."
The little cave was like a flooded river. The entrance was coated with white fluids, and the two thick, meaty lips were slathered in it. That finger was like an electric drill, squelch, squelch, squelch, drilling inside. It was so tender inside, the digging made her whole body go numb, so ticklish she couldn't muster any strength, sweating profusely from exhaustion.
"Hehe, Auntie Limei, I'm going to help you right now, don't rush..."
Pulling out his hand, it was covered in white liquid. He reached up and wiped it onto her breasts, grabbed her tits and kneaded them hard twice, then pried her thighs apart, grabbed his giant rod, and pressed it against the entrance.
The pitch-black giant rod pressed against the cave opening, like the head of a python, forming a stark contrast with the hot stream. It rubbed and ground against the trench like a tiger. The moment Wang Limei slowly closed her eyes in enjoyment, suddenly, with a thrust of his waist, the giant python went in with a squelch!
"Ah! Oh! Ooh..."
Wang Limei's eyes widened, her mouth open wide, as if her pressure points had been struck. Legs spread, she lay completely motionless, staring blankly at Long Gen!
What... what was going on? Why... why did it feel like the giant rod had gotten even thicker?
Wasn't it not this intense before? Even though it used to stretch her little cave until it hurt, it wasn't this thick! She felt like her meaty lips were going to be crushed, constantly feeling like the entrance was tearing open, ripping all the way to her asshole.
Slap, slap... slap, slap, slap...
Throwing her snow-white thighs over his shoulders, both hands grabbed her tits, kneading the dough while pumping like a piston.
"Ah, ah, ah... Little Long, mmhmm, it hurts. Lighter, please... ooh..." Wang Limei thrashed her head, her forehead covered in sweat, not knowing if it was from pleasure or pain. Her two large white rabbits bounced up and down on her chest, swaying to Long Gen's rhythm, drawing little circles and slapping against each other.
Long Gen focused on the movement, seriously fucking the woman, looking down at his drill bit.
The effect of a giant drill bit really is different. It was pitch-black and didn't look that great, but it packed a punch and yielded excellent results. Having only fucked slap, slap, slap a few times, the water inside was boiling like hot water, rushing against the drill bit, coating the entire rod in chunks of white foam.
Slap, slap... slap, slap, slap...
"Ah... ah... oh, ooh... Little Long, Little Long, mmhmm... ah, ah, ah..."
"Auntie Limei, don't rush. I told you I'd serve you well... Get ready, I'm going to start sprinting..." As his voice fell, a torrential storm of thrusts echoed out in the cornfield.
"Ah, ah! Little Long, I'm there, I'm there... quick, hold me down, I'm going to fly... ah..." Moans and screams rang out continuously, and only after a long time did peace finally return...
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