Chapter 32
It felt like the small, swollen points on her full chest were being licked, sending tingling, numbing sensations through her body. Her strength drained away, an itch spreading deep into her heart, into the depths of her soul.
"Mmm..."
Her pale, glistening body swayed, her jade-like arms wrapping around Long Gen's neck, her cherry-like lips pressing against his.
"Mmm, uhh..."
Long Gen's eager hands roamed freely, kneading her soft, white boobs. His right hand, slippery as an eel, slid down to her abdomen, brushing through the fuzzy patch of grass and parting her tightly pressed, rounded thighs. With practiced ease, he plunged between the two soft loaves.
"Mm... ah... gently..." Tian Cuifen mumbled, her body heating up. A sudden surge of strength came from nowhere, and she pressed Long Gen's head firmly against her chest, letting him suckle. The strange, tingling sensation from her budding nipples was followed by a hot gush below.
Yes, it gushed out!
Hot, sticky, pale white liquid sprayed out like paste, splattering everywhere.
"Don't... don't let go... quick... ah..." With a muffled moan, Tian Cuifen's pale body went limp, sprawling in the cornfield, surrendering to Long Gen's desires.
It had been so long since she'd let herself go like this. To hell with ethics and morals. So what if she was stealing another man? Only by stealing a man could she discover how wonderful it felt to be a woman.
"Mmm, Little Long, quick, quick... shove your big cock in... I... I can't take it anymore... mmm..." Her moans, sultry and soul-stirring, seemed to call from the depths of her being.