Xiaofang wasn't fazed by Chen Tiansong's harassment, no real stress there. Having been away from home for over a month, with a holiday coming up, she wanted to go back.
"Go home for what? I finally made it out here, and you wanna leave?" Long Gen wasn't having it. "Take me around town. I'll buy you a phone. When I miss my woman, I'll call you, deal?"
"What? A phone?" Xiaofang froze. "Too expensive, no way!"
Country kids grow up fast, and Xiaofang, though young, was sensible. High school drained her family's savings. She'd only earned one month's pay—about a thousand bucks. Buy a phone, then what? Eat air? Didn't she need to get fruit for her parents?
"Expensive? Money's nothing. Is it more important than me missing my woman? Look, I'm loaded!" He patted his pocket, bulging, and pulled out a thick stack of red hundred-yuan bills.
"Still, no." Xiaofang hesitated.
A phone was nice—great for calling family and friends, and it looked cool in your pocket. But it was too pricey. She wasn't Long Gen's wife—spending his money felt wrong.
"You're my woman. What's wrong with spending my cash? Let's go, hit the streets, buy a phone!" Long Gen's strength won, dragging her out. Chen Tiansong, Chen Tianguo—whoever—was long forgotten.
One Chen Tiansong? Hell, ten of them, and Long Gen would crush them! In his mind, the Chen family was nothing. But their women? He kept those in mind—see a pretty one, fuck her.
They wandered the small town twice. Besides hot chicks in miniskirts with big tits, there wasn't much to catch Long Gen's eye. With Xiaofang around, he couldn't act too thirsty.
Bought a phone, got a SIM card, loaded it with five hundred yuan in credit. Done. His own card still worked—He Jingwen had topped it up with over a grand, good for months.
"Wifey, we'll talk every day, heh." He waved the phone, smug as hell.
"Who said I'd marry you?" Xiaofang ducked her head, blushing. "Dream on."
"Why won't you be my woman? The rice is cooked!" Long Gen hollered, drawing stares from passersby.
"You!"
Xiaofang stomped, mortified, turning to leave. This idiot acted like everyone needed to know they'd fucked.
Long Gen chased her, grabbing her hand, heading to a hotel. Shengshi Hotel—looked decent, big shiny sign, real eye-catching.
"What's with the hotel?" Xiaofang frowned, embarrassed.
She wasn't dumb. A guy and girl booking a room? Nothing good. Back in school, kids went to hotels.
"What else? Sleep. I'm sleeping on the street tonight?" Long Gen rolled his eyes, pulling her inside.
Ignoring the doorman's sneer, he slapped a hundred-yuan bill on the counter. "Room for two days. Here's ID."
The clerk froze, counting the bills—damn, over a grand in cash! Her attitude flipped.
"Mr. Long, one moment." She tapped the keyboard, grabbed a key, and led the way. Inwardly, she muttered, "What's with this guy? Faded tank top, baggy pants, old yellow rubber shoes—like he's from Mao's era. But drops a grand like it's nothing. That's my month's pay!"
"Must be some rich kid playing poor, acting cool! Definitely!" Pleased with her guess, she got even friendlier.
"Mr. Long, Room 201. Here's the key. Need anything, call the front desk—three ones."
Long Gen nodded, took the key, and pulled Xiaofang inside.
Nice room—one bedroom, one living area, clean, cozy. Warm decor felt homey, with a faint fragrance like a woman's scent.
"Little Long, this is too expensive. Let's find somewhere else." The room was nice, but Xiaofang couldn't stomach it. A few thousand bucks in one go? Poor village families slaved all year for less.
"Expensive? More important than getting it on with my wifey?"
Long Gen rolled his eyes, scooped her up, hands groping her tits.
"Hey, no, Little Long, ammm… ugh…" She squirmed on the bed, but her jaw loosened, and his tongue dove in.
Like a dragon in the sea, it stirred up a storm in her mouth, lapping up sweet juices. His hands didn't stop, yanking off her bra in a few moves. Her massive, firm tits spilled out, skin white as jade, soft as water.
*Slurp.* His tongue curled, sucking her nipple into his mouth, smacking loudly.
His hand slid down, stroking her inner thigh, probing her pussy. A faint heat hit, and his nimble fingers undid her pants.
*Squelch.* Off came the pants, revealing dazzling white legs.
"Ugh, ahhh…. Little Long, mmph…" She gasped, her nose letting out a heavy moan, her face flushed like she'd been drinking.
Her snowy skin glowed pink. He couldn't resist kissing it.
"Ah… Little Long… ugh, easy…" Her arms hooked his neck, pressing him to her chest.
Her nipples hardened under his sucking, a tingling rush spreading through her. A fire ignited in her belly, burning her soul, yet somehow it felt good, flooding every pore with pleasure.
*Smack, smack.*
His mouth bit her cherry-red nipples, his hand cupping her panties, gripping the thick, pink pussy lips. A hot trickle seeped out, soaking her underwear.
His deft index finger teased her slit, rubbing through the panties, parting her plump lips. A gush of heat sprayed out!
"Ugh, ahhh, stop digging… itchy, so itchy… mmph…" Xiaofang twisted, trying to dodge, but her arms clung tighter.
The afternoon's interruption left her pent-up. No way she'd stop now!
Not only did he not stop, his fingers dug faster, harder!
*Squelch, squelch.*
"Ahhh… mnnn, ammmm… ohhh…" Xiaofang screamed, her chest tingling, biting her lip so hard it nearly bled.
The sensation was too much, climbing to a peak, like a goddess in ecstasy…
"Xiaofang, I'm gonna fuck you, heh…"
Her body limp from his teasing, Long Gen tugged off his pants. His cock stood tall, like a pillar to the sky, thick and long, radiating a fierce aura. The head nudged closer to her pussy.
Compared to it, his cock looked blacker. Xiaofang's pussy was tender, pink as hell. As his cock neared, it dwarfed her pink lips!
"Hiss! Ah!"
The scorching heat burned her, her white body trembling, brows furrowing. She was nervous—she'd felt his cock before, and that's why she was scared.
The first time hurt like hell, like childbirth, like her pussy was torn apart! Painful, but afterward, she craved it.
*Smack, smack.*
His cock slapped her slit like a whip. Long Gen wasn't a rookie. With other women, he'd ram it in, pain be damned!
Xiaofang was different—just broken in, pulled out after a couple thrusts. His chosen woman—he couldn't force her. Seeing her tense, her white legs quivering, her juices stopped flowing.
Mimicking Huang Cuihua, he grabbed his cock, lightly tapping her pussy like a mallet washing clothes, *smack, smack.*
Xiaofang moaned, and soon his cock glistened with white, hot juice. The snake's head ground against her pussy, spreading the slickness. With a thrust of his hips—
*Squelch.* It slid in.
"Ah…"
Her slit felt torn, her flat belly bulging. But the fullness brought waves of stimulation.
"Ah… ahh… easy… Little Long…"
Pressing her white thighs, he watched his black snake invade, thrusting shallow then deep, drilling to her core, striking fresh oil.
*Smack, smack, smack.*
"Ahh, ugh, Little Long, mmph… I…" She licked her dry lips, lost for words.
Long Gen didn't care. If she couldn't speak, he'd shut her up. His mouth clamped hers, tongue diving in, slurping her hot, red lips. Pressing her full tits, he rammed in, ass pumping.
"Ahhh…"
"Little Long, faster, faster… I'm gonna cum… ahhh…"
Over half an hour later, her pussy gushed hot white foam. Long Gen's eyes blazed, sprinting to the finish.
*Smack, smack, smack.*
His cock plunged deep, Xiaofang moaning nonstop, sweat beading, her white melons shaking as she met his final thrusts.
*Bang, bang, bang.*
"Ah… hiss!"
A hot surge shot into her core, their bodies locked tight, inseparable, the room filled with heavy panting…
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