The slap-slap-slap sounds in the room went on for over an hour before finally stopping. After a while, Long Gen erged, pulling up his pants.
He stepped out and froze, startled.
"Mmm... ugh... ah..."
Wu Guihua’s clothes and pants were half-off, nearly stripped bare. Her hands worked furiously below, alternating. Damn, not just the chair—the floor was soaked with a huge puddle!
"Look at you, acting like such a slut!" Long Gen sneered, though inside, he was thrilled.
With Wu Guihua this desperate, she wouldn’t let him leave without a few thrusts! Sure enough—
"Little Long, quick... help out... mmm... it’s so itchy down there... quick... use your big cock..." Wu Guihua’s hands ached from rubbing, her eyes pleading as she licked her dry lips.
Long Gen scratched his head and pulled out his cock. Though still imposing, it wasn’t as rock-hard as before.
"Look, it’s gone soft. How am I supposed to do you? Hey, don’t pull—ow, that hurts... hiss!"
Wu Guihua didn’t care. To her, that dark cock was dearer than her own father. Soft? A little sucking would fix that.
Her mouth opened wide, and with a slurp, the cock’s head disappeared inside, her cheeks bulging as she worked it eagerly.
Long Gen shuddered, sitting down and spreading his legs, letting Wu Guihua suck away. His hands grabbed her bouncing breasts, pinching the nipples lightly.
"Mmm..."
The spring tide surged, and the living room filled with another round of fierce slap-slap-slap collisions, lasting a long while before fading into silence...
After two rounds of action, Long Gen’s cock finally cald down. It was lunchti, and with chickens and ducks aplenty at Wu Guihua’s, he wasn’t leaving without a al. He’d burned too much energy not to refuel.
Say what you will about Wu Guihua’s sluttiness, she had skills. Not only was she a beast in bed, but she was a top-notch cook too. In half an hour, the table was laden with dishes. Good thing her place was stocked with poultry, or Long Gen would’ve needed a couple of turtles to restore his vigor.
"Co, sit by your man," Long Gen said, picking up chopsticks and patting the chair beside him, his lecherous hand already waiting below.
As Wu Guihua sat, his hand got busy, sliding along her seam. It was hot, and her pants were thin. After their earlier romp, she hadn’t bothered with underwear, leaving her exposed. Long Gen easily pinched her lips.
Zzt zzt zzt.
"Oh, Little Long, stop... it’s itchy..." Wu Guihua squird, giggling, her bare breasts bouncing under her shirt, dazzling Long Gen’s eyes.
He shoveled food into his mouth, chuckling as she twisted like a dancer, feeling utterly satisfied. He thought to himself, A big cock’s the best—gets you delicious "at" and cash. Won under it are so devoted. Even Chen Ergou probably didn’t eat this well, with chicken and duck every day.
"Guilan, co eat!" Wu Guihua called, rembering her sister still resting in the bedroom.
"Forget it. She won’t be walking for three or five days. Let her rest," Long Gen said casually.
Joking aside, hadn’t Wu Guihua felt his cock’s power? If her "place" wasn’t a bit loose and used to it, she’d be bed bound too.
"Right, I forgot—your cock’s too fierce! Guilan needs a couple days’ rest. Her spot’s probably red raw," Wu Guihua said, her face a mix of awe and fear.
A cock like that was great, but you needed the stamina to handle it—one thrust could be deadly!
"Mmm, this chicken’s good. Well-seasoned, tender. Nice work!" Long Gen tossed a piece of breast at into his mouth, chewing.
At the ntion of chicken, Wu Guihua’s expression darkened, a flicker of anger crossing her face.
"What’s wrong? Giving attitude over one chicken?" Seeing her look, Long Gen’s hand, which had just settled, went back to work, digging hard through her pants, pressing deep.
"Ow!"
Wu Guihua yelped in pain, glaring resentfully. "What’re you doing? Trying to kill with that grip?"
"Who told you to give attitude?"
"It’s not that! My chicken farm can’t expand. That bastard Wei Wenwu won’t rent the village houses, saying they’re ’needed’!" Wu Guihua snorted, appetite gone. "Needed, my ass! Just empty houses breeding mosquitoes! He’s just targeting our Chen family, that old prick!"
Wu Guihua was furious. She’d nearly secured those houses, but with Chen Ergou’s dad’s accident and the village secretary title stripped, Wei Wenwu got cocky and refused her. How could she not be pissed?
"Right, Little Long, didn’t you say you had a way to deal with Wei Wenwu? Spill it! If I get those houses, you can eat as much chicken as you want, whenever you want!"
Long Gen set down his chopsticks, rolling his eyes dismissively. He thought, I’ve already done you—what’s eating your chicken or even your breasts gonna do?
But rembering what Tian Cuifen had said, he frowned. Wei Wenwu was trouble, a sanctimonious jerk. He’d promised Long Gen’s aunt the village secretary role, then reneged. The guy had big ambitions and needed to be put in his place—stealing won from Long Gen? Unacceptable.
"Here’s the plan: find a ti to visit Wei Wenwu’s house. Tell him Wang Lii’s been sneaking around with a man nad Wei Wenwu," Long Gen said coolly. If Wei Wenwu had any sense, he’d stop hassling Wu Guihua.
After all, Wu Guihua was just a Chen family wife. Sure, she’d used so connections to start her chicken farm, but it was her own skill. Why block her from getting rich? Plus, this would warn Wei Wenwu to steer clear of Long Gen’s won. As for breaking his "third leg," that’d need the right mont.
"What? Wei Wenwu and Wang Lii are hooking up? Since when? How didn’t I know?"
Wu Guihua’s eyes widened, incredulous. That sneaky Wei Wenwu was cuckolding the Chen family? If Chen Tianyun found out, he’d go after him!
"If you knew, your second mom couldn’t sneak around," Long Gen smirked, shoving food in his mouth.
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