Giggle, giggle.
Huang Cuihua laughed. A fool's a fool—he doesn't even know what bathing is. So what if he saw her entire body?
Besides, he's impotent. A man who's not even a man.
Longgen kept up his silly grin, but inside, he was sneering. He might not have mind-reading powers, but he could see the mockery in Huang Cuihua's expression.
Laugh all you want. One day, I'll have you begging for mercy on your knees! Damn it!
"Silly Long, tell me, aren't Aunt Cuihua's thighs nice and white?" Huang Cuihua suddenly stuck out her snowy, shapely leg—so smooth and refined, it was hard to believe she'd borne children.
Longgen let a string of drool drip from his mouth, chuckling, "White, so white."
"Huh, Aunt Cuihua, why… why's there curly hair in your crotch?" Longgen suddenly furrowed his brow, pointing at a few stray hairs peeking out from the base of her thigh.
Pfft!
Huang Cuihua burst out laughing, not even blushing. A fool like him wouldn't know pubic hair from anything else—calling it curly hair? Hilarious.
But her laughter stopped. She froze, covering her mouth in shock, her eyes wide with terror as if she'd seen a dinosaur, staring at Longgen's crotch.
What was that? A massive tent!
At the top of the tent, a round head—by rough estimate, it had to be at least as big as a corncob! Since when could Silly Long get it up? This wasn't right. Wasn't he supposed to be impotent? What the hell was going on?
"No, something's off!" Huang Cuihua snapped out of it, glaring at Longgen. "Silly Long, tell me, did you steal our corn cobs and hide them in your pants to avoid getting caught?"
That was the only explanation she could think of.
After all, Longgen was in the cornfield, and everyone in the village knew he couldn't get it up. If it wasn't a stolen corncob, what else could it be?
Longgen sneered inwardly. Sure, I stole your corn, but this thing? It's not a corncob—it's something you'd dream of having.
Heh, I'm not just stealing your corn—I'm gonna steal you too!
"N-no, no, I didn't!" Longgen waved his hands frantically, feigning panic as he stumbled back. "I didn't steal any corn…"
Huang Cuihua stepped forward, snapping, "I'm checking your crotch! Don't run!"
With lightning speed, she grabbed his shirt.
Longgen pretended to lose his balance and fell to the ground.
"Ow!"
Huang Cuihua yelped, tumbling onto Longgen, still clutching his sleeve.
"Still trying to run?" She said coldly. "Take off your pants and hand over the corn, or I'll have your Uncle Tianming beat the crap out of you!"
"No, don't!" Longgen acted scared witless, trembling. "I-I really didn't steal any corn…"
"Hmph, who'd believe you?" Huang Cuihua sneered, yanking down his underwear.
Slap!
A crisp sound rang out as a rock-hard, corn cob-sized black meat rod sprang back, smacking against Longgen's bare stomach.
"Hehe," Longgen kept up his silly grin. "Aunt Cuihua, I told you I didn't steal your corn…"
"What? It's that big?" Huang Cuihua gasped, staggering back two steps as if she'd seen a monster, her body trembling. She barely heard Longgen's words.
Longgen was sneering inside, thinking, Take that, you little slut. My \rod's worth way more than your damn corn. Thought you wanted to see it? Bet you're stunned now. Impotent? I'll make you surrender.
But Longgen didn't make a move, staying half-sprawled in the cornfield. Everyone in the village knew Huang Cuihua was a loose woman. A so-called city girl? She'd just been a hostess in a dance hall back in the day. Now, getting older, she'd married Chen Tianming.
First, because he was an official. Second, for his dozens of acres of land, which brought in a tidy sum every year.
Chen Tianming was happy too. Why? This woman had skills. Three hundred sixty-five days a year, she switched up her tricks every night, giving him all kinds of pleasure. It was damn satisfying.
"My God, it's huge! So, so huge!" Huang Cuihua's mind was reeling. I've seen countless dicks in my life, but never one this big. It'd feel so good…
Slurp!
Huang Cuihua licked her lips, feeling a wet itch below, her eyes gleaming with lust. "Little Long, don't you think Aunt Cuihua's pretty?" As she spoke, she pulled open her checkered shirt, revealing her creamy cleavage.
Longgen blinked twice, chuckling inwardly. She'd taken the bait. He hadn't expected to cuckold Chen Tianming this fast.
"Pretty, so pretty…" Longgen wiped the drool from his mouth, staring at her massive boobs. Though they sagged slightly from childbearing, they still felt great.
"Good, aunt, your tits are so big. Got any milk? Little Long wants to suckle…"
Giggle.
Huang Cuihua laughed, squatting down and shaking her two big boobs, sending ripples through them. "Come on, suck. As long as you want, Aunt Cuihua will let you have your fill. But…"
Her eyes flicked to the towering pillar in Longgen's crotch. So big, so tempting—she was sure no woman could resist it.
Catching her lascivious look, Longgen kept playing dumb. "But what? Aunt Cuihua won't let me suck?"
"Suck? Of course you can suck. Every day, if you want." Huang Cuihua grabbed his massive rod, her body trembling as if electrocuted, the fire below growing stronger. "But you've gotta let Aunt Cuihua use this little pecker of yours, okay?"
"Use it, use it. Whenever Aunt Cuihua wants it, just call me." Longgen put on a helpless look, slapping his pecker. "This thing's so disobedient—soft one minute, hard the next. I should just cut it off. It's about to rip my pants…"
"No, no, don't cut it!" Huang Cuihua's face changed, grabbing his pecker with both hands. "Little Long, if it swells up, come to Aunt Cuihua. I'll help you take care of it…" She stroked it gently, like it was a sacred relic, staring at its massive head, drooling.
Longgen yelped, "Aunt Cuihua, you got swelling medicine? Where is it? Rub some on—it's so uncomfortable."
"Don't worry, Aunt Cuihua's got you." Huang Cuihua touched the wetness between her legs, her body burning with desire. "Little Long, quick, suck hard."
Longgen nodded, grabbing and kneading fiercely. Huang Cuihua let out a cat-like moan.
"Aunt Cuihua, hurry, help it go down. My pecker's so uncomfortable," Longgen urged, frustrated by the dry stroking.
As if intimidated by the massive python, Huang Cuihua climbed onto Longgen, closing her eyes. She guided the head of his pecker, slick with her wetness, to her entrance.
"Ah… ah… ah… mm… hng…" Huang Cuihua moaned with delight, accompanied by the sound of slapping flesh.