Slap!
A crisp sound rang out as Wu Guilan's firm, elastic buttocks quivered.
Long Gen's fingers gripped her cheeks, lifting them before letting go with a snap, the pale flesh bouncing back, jiggling enticingly.
"Ah?" Wu Guilan yelped in pain, "Little Long, why'd you smack me? If you're gonna do me, hurry up!"
But Long Gen furrowed his brow, his face unusually serious. "How can you say that?" He said gravely. "Having a baby's a big deal. I need to check carefully and pick the right way to do it. You can't just go at it recklessly—that won't get you pregnant!"
"Huh? There's a method to it?" Wu Guilan blinked, confused, staring at Long Gen.
Wu Guihua, standing nearby, was equally puzzled. She'd heard big butts were good for childbearing, but never that the way you did it mattered. Wanting a child herself, she listened intently.
"Of course! I'm not messing around," Long Gen said, turning Wu Guilan's hips to inspect her buttocks. He yanked down her red panties, revealing a stark contrast between the dark seam and her pale cheeks. The lips below were darkened, likely from her husband's relentless efforts to conceive. But Long Gen, experienced as he was, could tell her man's tool wasn't much—probably no bigger than a toothpick.
Slap, slap, slap!
Three quick smacks landed on her buttocks before he spoke again.
"Guilan, I've checked thoroughly. Your conditions are excellent. To have a kid, you need the 'old man pushing the cart' or 'back entry' style. But never the 'Goddess on Lotus'—that won't work! Oh, and take off your shirt. I need to check your breasts. If they're too small, what'll the kid eat?"
Wu Guilan nodded, thinking it made sense. With the 'Goddess on Lotus' style, wouldn't everything just spill out? And small breasts? The kid would starve!
Without a word, she climbed off the bed, stripped off her shirt, and unhooked her bra. Two massive breasts sprang free with a whoosh.
Holy hell, they were huge!
Her breasts were smooth and pale, full and round, with pink, perky nipples circled by coin-sized, dark red areolas. The heavy melons sagged slightly, swaying gently.
"Mmm… ah… Little Long, why're you squeezing my breasts?" Wu Guilan gasped, caught off guard as Long Gen's hands cupped her chest, kneading and pinching, flattening her nipples.
"What's that?" Long Gen rolled his eyes, his bulging cock still hidden in his pants. "This is for your own good! Don't you get it? You think I'm the type to just drop my pants and go? Guilan, I'm doing this so you can have a fat, healthy boy! Let me check again…"
Wu Guilan quieted, letting him mold her breasts into various shapes—sometimes squeezing them into peaks, sometimes flattening them into rabbits. Her face flushed red as an apple, her body burning. At first, it was a tingling itch, but soon her body softened, melting under his touch.
Her sensitive areas being handled like this sparked a deep, aching desire to be filled. Her red panties grew damp, then soaked. Her mouth was dry, and she wanted to moan, but held back, not wanting to interrupt Long Gen's "examination." Clamping her lips, she let out muffled "mmm… mmm…" sounds from her nose.
Long Gen didn't care, gripping her breasts tightly, his eyes following the swaying nipples—up, down, squeezing, releasing, shaking.
"Mmm… ugh…" Wu Guilan's body heated up, her hips squirming as she lay back on the bed.
The moment was ripening, but Long Gen held off on pulling out his cock. He gently parted her thighs, his hands sliding to the soft, inner flesh, stroking and savoring. Smooth, creamy, round, and firm. His fingers teased the darkened lips, then plunged inside.
"Ah!"
Wu Guilan cried out, her thighs clamping shut, her breasts trembling with the sudden jolt.
Long Gen's fingers lingered in her warm, slick channel, gently probing, his face deadly serious. "What's wrong with you? Open up! I need to check properly. If it's too small, how's the baby gonna come out?" His fingers dug deeper, stirring a rush of sticky fluid.
"Ah… mmm… Little Long, don't… don't dig with your hand… oh…" Wu Guilan moaned, her thighs clenched, her voice breaking into seductive whimpers.
"I'm just…"
Long Gen started to speak, but Wu Guihua, who'd been watching, couldn't take it anymore.
This punk was fondling her sister right in front of her—touching, digging, everything but the main event! It was driving her wild, her own pants nearly soaked.
"Hey, Little Long, enough digging! Look at my sister—she can't take it!" Wu Guihua snapped. "Her spot's small, but your cock's huge, isn't it? A few thrusts will stretch it out, make it deep. What's the hold-up? Get in there! I'll wait outside."
"What, acting like you don't wanna do her when she's practically begging?" Wu Guihua's voice echoed as she stormed out.
She left quickly, afraid she'd lose control and compete with her sister for Long Gen. Watching them touch and tease was unbearable.
"Huh?" Long Gen paused, sensing the time was right. Any more, and Wu Guilan's first climax might pass. No more hesitation—he whipped out his cock!
The dark, massive shaft stood like a pillar in the grass, pointing skyward as if challenging the heavens. Long Gen stroked it, dipped it in her wetness to slick the tip, aimed at her entrance, and thrust forward.
Zzt! So tight, clamping him hard!
"Ah!"
A piercing scream tore through the air, fading into quiet, replaced by rhythmic slap-slap-slap sounds.
Outside, Wu Guihua's heart raced at the scream—it sounded like someone had died! But she knew better. It hurts now, but her sister would adjust. She turned up the TV, but Wu Guilan's ecstatic moans pierced through like needles, impossible to ignore.
"Mmm…" Wu Guihua squirmed, her hand slipping below, her eyes glazing over as if Long Gen were inside her. Soon, a sticky puddle formed on the chair…
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