Country Weapon-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?

Wu Guihua's body was fire: big tits, tiny waist, fat ass. Skin smooth as jade, face drop-dead gorgeous. Thinking of it, his crotch beast hardened.

"Come on, one more round!" Long Gen flipped up, pinning Wu Guihua to the ground, spreading her cheeks, rubbing his dark cock. Soon, a hot stream gushed out.

"No, stop... any more, and I won't dare pee..." Wu Guihua yelped, her hole stuffed full, the cock hitting her core, soul trembling, body melting.

She moaned and wailed.

Slap slap slap

Echoing in the cornfield's center, hands braced on the ground, her big tits swinging back and forth.

Slap slap slap

Long Gen's hands clamped her waist, watching his dark cock plunge into her hole, in and out, flecked with white. He loved this back-entry style—the slit tighter, easier to drive deep. Each thrust wrapped his cock in unmatched tightness, satisfaction blazing hotter in his gut.

Long Gen's pace quickened...

Slap slap slap, thump thump thump, bang bang bang

"Aaah... hiss... ohhh..."

In the green field, a symphony of lustful collisions played, paired with wordless "huff-huff" moans and gasps...

Summer's heat meant drinking more, pissing more. Tian Cuifen was a prime case. Joining the village roadwork, she'd downed a bowl of porridge and scurried over.

Earlier, she'd watched the chaos—Chen Tianming's legs broken, carted off. The crew resumed work, but after a few digs, her bladder screamed. No good spot around, she darted into the cornfield, dropped her pants, and pissed a noisy stream into the yellow dirt for over half a minute before pulling up.

Tian Cuifen, young and beautiful, was one of the village's rare stunners. Her father-in-law, the village head, wouldn't settle for a plain daughter-in-law. Plus, Wei Wenwu's youngest son, Wei Wu, was a handsome mason, skilled at building houses. With such talent, he kept his wife plump and fair, her pale ass gleaming in the sun, dazzling onlookers.

But blessings came with curses. Life was good, but Tian Cuifen's lower hole ached with emptiness. Over a year after marriage, she'd been on the kang with her man fewer than ten times. Why? Wei Wu was always away working, leaving her practically a widow.

"Itching to death," Tian Cuifen frowned, brushing grass off her lips. The spot between itched, and she scratched, "Mmm," moaning sharply.

Slap slap

She shoved two fingers in, thrusting hard, her body softening, legs splaying, revealing a crack.

"Damn Wei Wu, marries me and ignores me. If he doesn't come back, forget cucumbers—I'll steal a man..."

Slap slap slap, aaahhh...

Soul-melting sounds drifted over, faint but magnetic, drawing Tian Cuifen in.

She knew what those noises meant, blushing to her neck, pulling up her shorts and following the sound. Two steps in, her jaw dropped, speechless.

In the cornfield's center, a patch was flattened, corn leaves cushioning two naked bodies. Wu Guihua, like a whore, knelt with legs spread, hands braced, eyes shut, mouth gaping, shrieking in ecstasy.

Behind, a dark, massive cock, like a club, pounded in and out, slamming her cheeks with thwack thwack sounds.

"It's Wu Guihua stealing a man... wait, isn't that Long Fool?" Tian Cuifen realized the man was Long Gen.

She jolted. Though new to the village, she'd heard gossip—Long Gen's dick didn't work, a fool, yet pampered by a hot aunt. But... he was fucking a woman?

How? How could this be?

Tian Cuifen couldn't fathom it. An impotent cock, so hard, so huge? Shit, blacker and thicker than her rolling pin at home. One thrust of that...

"Ah..." Tian Cuifen felt a heat below, touching herself—drenched, sticky on her hand. She crouched, watching.

Imagining herself as Wu Guihua, eyes half-closed, licking dry lips, savoring the moment. Filled, completely filled, that cock must feel so good...

"Mmm..." Tian Cuifen fiercely fingered her pussy, moaning uncontrollably...

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