Chapter 30
In July, the rural cornfields stretched out, lush and green, a vibrant sea of beauty. The broad leaves formed a canopy, shielding two pale, naked bodies locked together in the cornfield's heart.
Over an hour had passed since Chen Tianming's legs were crushed, and Wu Guihua and Long Gen had already gone two rounds. Their bare bodies clung together, whispering.
"Mmm, don't... don't pinch, easy..." Wu Guihua wiggled her slim waist, one tit gripped in Long Gen's hand. A tweak of her bud drew a muffled moan. The other tit swayed, sending Long Gen's mind reeling.
"Heh, didn't you just beg me to pound you harder? Can't take it now?" Long Gen snickered, pinching again.
Freshly ravished, her skin glowed white with a rosy flush. In the sunlight, her stunning oval face tilted upward, tender enough to drip water. Who said rural women weren't soft? Not only soft, but damn bold—pants off, ready to fuck!
"Little Long, my dad's legs—you rigged that, didn't you?" Wu Guihua asked.
Long Gen scoffed, "What? Blaming me?"
"No, but you know my dad. The Chen clan's huge—whole family'd come at you with hoes if they knew. What then?" Post-climax, Wu Guihua worried.
She knew her dad's type. Forget crushing his legs—even a dirty look, and he'd settle the score. Now, with his legs broken, he'd want Long Gen's life!
"Scared of shit. They come, I'll take 'em one by one!" Long Gen shrugged, unfazed. He'd read books, knew some law. Everyone in the village thought he was nuts—perfect cover.
With a beauty in his arms, why not enjoy her?