Chapter 27
Suppressing the aching bulge in his crotch, Long Gen carefully put Xiaofang's bra back on, pulled up her shorts, and used his tank top to wipe the blood splattered everywhere below.
"Ouch, it hurts..." Xiaofang winced, her delicate brows furrowing. Standing, her legs splayed outward, the spot below burning like a massive club had forcibly split them apart, agonizingly uncomfortable.
"Here, I'll carry you." Heart aching for Xiaofang, Long Gen bent down, hoisting her onto his back. His hands gripped her plump cheeks, giving a light squeeze—still beautifully elastic. A finger grazed her crack, and Xiaofang's body twisted.
"Little Long, stop... don't mess around, it hurts like hell down there..." Xiaofang's body warmed, recalling the earlier bliss, like floating in paradise, only to be ruined by searing pain. She felt a twinge of anger.
Stupid Long Gen said it'd feel good—why'd it hurt? It was excruciating, so damn frustrating!
"Heh heh," Long Gen chuckled wickedly, kneading her full, perky cheeks. On his back, her legs spread, her little ass widening. Her tiny hole was his to touch as he pleased.
"Xiaofang, the first time hurts a bit, but next time it'll be fine. Rest a couple days, and we'll fuck again..."
"Pfft!" Xiaofang spat lightly, nestled on Long Gen's sturdy shoulders, savoring the earlier dreamy ecstasy. Her face flushed, burying into his broad, warm back, sleepiness creeping in.
Uncle Sanshui and his wife were at the village entrance watching the movie—rural folks, with little access to TV, loved this stuff. Even with TVs, it was just two channels, boring as hell. Movies were different: those foreign chicks, tall, with huge tits bouncing, blue eyes like natural seductresses. So thrilling!
"Xiaofang, rest early, wipe down there with warm water. I'm heading back. Don't let Uncle Sanshui see." Long Gen set Xiaofang on her bed, pressing his crotch, and left.
After half the night in the woods, thrusting once and pulling out, he couldn't go back in. It left Long Gen itching all over, brimming with energy but nowhere to release it. Xiaofang was in pain, but his throbbing rod was a pressing issue, desperately needing a fix.