"Don't chase the trends!"
Long Gen said flatly, letting go of the two big fat white rabbits, letting them bounce freely on her chest. He patted his ass, ready to leave. Before stepping out the door, he dropped a sentence—"If you believe in me, listen to me. I guarantee you'll make money, that's all."
"Broilers make fistfuls of silver. No matter how big a native chicken grows, it's only three to five catties. Their eggs are the size of cow eyes, and they don't sell well at the market. Why would we raise native chickens?" Wu Guihua muttered to herself, stuffing her two trembling tits back into her bra, immediately making her chest look magnificent again.
"Whatever, I'll listen to Little Long. Even if I lose money, it doesn't matter, don't I still get to eat the big cock? I'm not short on money anyway."
Country women had simple thoughts, single-minded. Once they set their mind to something, they wouldn't change. They'd walk a single path into the darkness, not turning back even if they smashed their heads against the south wall!
Long Gen loved women like this. Not troublesome, completely devoted, like a personal maid, striking wherever he pointed! Just a little trick was enough to make them prostrate themselves in admiration!
Silly woman, so many people are raising broilers, how huge must the competition be? Raising broilers isn't hard either—pay attention to hygiene, disinfect on time, there's nothing really to learn.
Native chickens, however, were completely different.
"A catty of chicken, an inch of fish"—this saying is easy to understand. A chicken weighing a bit over a catty, or a fish an inch long, has the highest nutritional content. The "chicken" mentioned here isn't a broiler. Broilers make money mainly through volume and weight. What's the point of a one-catty broiler? It hasn't even shed the smell of the egg yet.
But a proper native chicken requires twenty-one days of incubation by an old hen to break out of the shell. Fed with no additives, no fattening hormones, raised on farm vegetables, corn, and soybean meal!
They grow slowly and waste feed, but the nutritional value accumulated in the meat is far higher than broilers. In Qingyuan County, a fist-sized native chicken sells for two hundred yuan a piece. Slaughtered on-site at a hotel, a plate of chicken sells for five or six hundred. And the higher-end the place, the price of native chickens isn't an issue at all. Compared to them, broilers are like great-grandsons.
Proper rich people, when they eat, drink, and play, they care about ecology, environmental protection, health, and wellness. They love eating small native chickens, and money means jack shit in their eyes!
Just like himself, when the big cock fucked too many pretty women and got sick of the greasy food, he'd happily find a few older women to vent his fire and get rid of the oily smell. Anyway, there are so many rich people in the city, might as well make their money.
"Grandpa, that grandson is calling again, that grandson is calling again..." Long Gen pulled out his phone shivering in the cold wind, cursing the person's mother under his breath. Pulling out the phone to look, his lips curled, instantly caught between tears and laughter.
He actually had fucked her mother. It was a call from Xiao Fang.
"Hey, wifey, what are you doing? Are you missing me?" Long Gen grinned, his rogue nature fully on display.
Thinking about it, why be polite with your own woman?
"Oh, so Teacher Xu is missing me too. Great, then I'll sprint wildly toward you right away. See you tomorrow." Long Gen beamed with joy, patting his chest loudly. "Wifey, put some extra straw in the nest, make it sturdy. Tomorrow night we'll catch up properly, let me borrow your two assets..."
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He had planned to go to town for a long time. Back when he was practicing driving, he didn't get to have a good talk with Xiao Fang. He wasted his energy on Yuan Hong, Huang Cuihua, and the other women, not to mention having to deal with that little tigress He Jingwen when he went home at night. He simply couldn't get away!
Going back to the village, he couldn't move his feet even more. The village women were passionate as fire, charging forward wave upon wave, stripping off their tops, shaking their tits, and rushing up. How could he justify not comforting them properly?
Because of this, his grand plan to visit his wife was delayed again and again!
Secondly, that slut Xu Qing's shadow appeared in his dreams multiple times. Voluptuous breasts, perky ass, willow-thin waist, and that look back with a smile and shallow dimples—all of it made the thing in his pants yearn for her, standing as tall as a mountain. Waking up in the dead of night, sighing at the ocean of his desires, he had no choice but to fiercely thrust against the bed boards!
Sweltering heat and freezing winter were often the hardest days to endure in the countryside. The broken mountain roads were filled with flying dust under the blazing sun, and in winter, they froze as soon as it rained; even tractors didn't dare drive on them. Long Gen, a self-taught driver of sorts, naturally didn't dare touch the steering wheel. Huddled in the passenger seat, tightly gripping the handle, his face set in deep concentration like Liu Hulan facing execution; his other hand desperately covered his crotch, lips slightly parted, muttering:
"Fairy Sister, Jade Maiden Sister, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Tathagata Buddha, Jade Emperor, Zhu Bajie, you must protect me. Please don't let the car flip, and even if it flips, please keep my big cock intact. Even if I die, leave a complete corpse for my big dick, so future generations can revere and worship it. Besides, if your humble servant goes to hell or heaven, can't I still wield my spear and fuck bitches? I beg you..."
"You little bastard, you... how can you be so shameless! Despicable!"
He Jingwen, who had been nervously gripping the steering wheel, couldn't help but laugh out loud with a "pfft." Did she really think the little bastard was fearless?
"Aren't you known as the formidable hero who 'fucks the sky, fucks the earth, and fucks everything to death'? What, are you scared?" He Jingwen blinked her eyes, playfully reaching for Long Gen's crotch. "Come, let me feel, let's see if you peed your pants?"
Whoosh!
With a sound of tearing through the air, the Mitsubishi SUV shot out like an arrow released from the bow, and a barrage of curses erupted inside the car. The voices only slowly died down once they hit the main highway.
As soon as they arrived in the township, dropping off Long Gen, He Jingwen immediately rushed to the government building. After being delayed for days, she hadn't been to work for almost ten days. Chen Ming had stepped down, but left behind a mess of affairs, especially the series of troublesome matters regarding the allocated funds from above. The little bastard's "Number One Village in the World" also had to be kept in mind.
Long Gen suddenly didn't know what to do. He wanted to go to the driving school, but he was sick of fucking Yuan Hong. He didn't want to stay at Huang Cuihua's either, and Xiao Fang still had classes today, so he couldn't play with her at all.
Fuck it, I'll go fuck Yang Ting. That woman is both slutty and wild, and her techniques are skilled. I'll go spread some adult knowledge. Thinking of Yang Ting, the thing in his pants swelled severely.
Yang Ting was different from the other women; she had a massive, genuine demand. Last time they went at it for two full hours, and it was only because the river ran dry that she hung up the white flag. Otherwise, going two more rounds wouldn't have been an issue!
Her jade breasts were full and perky, looking prominent even when lying flat on the bed, with dark red areolas and tender, maiden-like nipples; her ass cheeks were round and perky, bulging like inverted plates.
The adult store had hardly any business. First, the alley was deep and dark; second, even if customers went in, they didn't want to buy. The boss lady was quite good-looking, tender and smooth, curvy—a real beauty. But she put on a face like her husband had just died. Anyone who saw it felt bad luck; who would dare buy anything?
In the cold wind, a figure slipped inside.
"Ah? You, you finally came. Oh my, my, I've been waiting for you. Heaven has ears... come, come, sit inside, sit inside..."
Long Gen paused slightly, then smiled in satisfaction.
The big dick really had good interpersonal relations. He was well-received everywhere, with a few staunch "comrades-in-arms" wherever he went. His vanity was instantly greatly satisfied.
He sat on the sofa like a warlord, lit a cigarette, took two puffs, and then looked at Yang Ting.
She had lost weight, genuinely lost weight. Only the two majestic peaks on her chest remained as towering as ever, surrounded by mountains. A deep cleavage was prominent beneath her collar, white flesh spilling out, two soft mounds slipping forward. The soft breasts leaned in, emitting an unrestrained fragrance—faint but lingering, sweet but not greasy.
"Why did you take so long to come? Oh my, you've made me suffer so much. You fucked me last time and haven't been back in two or three months. No, today we have to go at it properly. Here, feel, it's all wet down below..." Familiar with him, Yang Ting felt no shame, grabbing Long Gen's hand and guiding it down her pants.
She was wearing pure cotton black stockings, quite thick. Sliding past her round thighs, a dry heat spread through his body. His palm covered her hole, feeling a damp, hot moisture. He just poked his finger in twice, and this slut couldn't take it anymore.
Her small hand grabbed the thing in Long Gen's pants, her watery eyes staring straight at it. It really was a good tool, always so firm. Thinking of the lingering, passionate, and hearty pleasure, Yang Ting's entire body melted.
"Mmph, little... little lover, mhm mhm... uh... touch, touch me gently, mhm mhm mhm..." Yang Ting licked her petal-like lips, a breath of hot air blowing from her throat. "Wuu wuu, can I take your pants off? Mmph, I... I want it..."
"Hehe, take them off if you want to. Honestly, I wanted to fuck you too."
Long Gen smiled wickedly and spread his legs, intentionally pitching a tent of considerable size. He secretly channeled his energy, the big thing pulsing and swelling, making the tent tremble as if it were about to collapse.
Hiss!
Yang Ting's eyes went red. Striking like lightning, she yanked down Long Gen's pants. Right in the middle of his hairy thighs, a giant black cock stood tall like a pillar supporting the heavens! It seemed to tower into the sky, its round head shaking gently, telling the story of its loneliness, recounting the solitude of an invincible hero!
Yes, the big cock was too lonely. Sweeping away all obstacles, winning every battle—where in this world could it find an opponent worthy of matching it? None, there was only this one heavenly giant cock!
Slurp! Smack, smack, smack.
Red lips parted, the cherry mouth opened wide, and the entire head of the giant snake was engulfed. The nimble, fragrant tongue, smooth as a loach, lightly licked, entwined, and fiercely sucked!
Her shell-like teeth gently bit down on the snake's head, sliding in and out like a scraping massage.
"Smack, smack, wuu wuu..." With a suck of her small mouth, more than half the cock was stuffed inside. Her cheeks immediately bulged, like she had stuffed several candies in her mouth, completely puffed out.
Her lips pressed tightly, creating friction against the big cock. Amidst the slurp sounds, the pitch-black skin of the cock slid with strands of thick, white saliva, all the way down to the bird eggs.
Grabbing the big cock and pushing it up like shifting gears, the two giant bird eggs were separated to the sides. Yang Ting blinked at Long Gen, suddenly opened her bloody mouth, and engulfed one of the bird eggs.
"Hiss... ah....." His tiger-like body shuddered, leaning back on the sofa to slowly enjoy it.
What a skilled, slutty, and pretty woman. Good technique, good methods...
"Ah, is... is it really that big?"
Suddenly, a third person's voice rang out in the room. Long Gen was startled and looked toward the door. Was... wasn't that Wang Erniu's wife, Huang Juan?
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