The cornfield was silent, with only Chen Xiaolong and He Xiuzhi, no one else around.
Titillated by his sister-in-law's seduction, Chen Xiaolong unintentionally began to respond, and his pants had already pitched a tent.
Delighted by her successful enticement, He Xiuzhi even took the bold step of reaching into his pants, fervently stroking back and forth.
"Xiaolong, come on, you touch your sister-in-law, touch her big buns."
He Xiuzhi, a woman of experience, and craving the touch for over half a year, couldn't hold back any longer and eagerly pressed her chest against him.
"Hiss, so, so soft."
Chen Xiaolong felt an extraordinary softness in his grasp, like kneading dough, compelling him to squeeze with more force.
Both their breathings intensified, and soon they were lying on the ground together, the air filled with the scent of their intimate liaison.
