"It’s too deep... husband... are you trying to kill me... I’m dying... I... I’m coming..."
With intense convulsions, Zhu Dan shook her head weakly, her black hair fluttering in the wind. The stimulation from this unique location, coupled with Lin Fan’s abundant resources, had brought her to a peak beyond her control.
The pressure from her already tight buttocks suddenly doubled, and Lin Fan released himself as well, pouring his hot, flowing lava entirely into the narrow soul-snatching cave, stopping only in that moment, allowing his member to continue lingering in the occasionally twitching abyss.
"Ms. Dan, sorry, I couldn’t control myself. You’re safe today, right?"
Holding Zhu Dan’s slender waist and lying on her back, Lin Fan gasped and asked.
"What... are you scared now? Why did you forget all about it when you were enjoying yourself just now?"
Supporting herself with her hands on her knees, Zhu Dan, her face flushed, hung her head, her body still trembling uncontrollably from the lingering warmth.
"It’s because you’re too beautiful... I got a bit excited just now... Or should I go get some medicine? Next time, I’ll definitely wear protection!"
Lin Fan, kneading her still firm breasts, spoke somewhat sheepishly; the tightness had been unexpected, so he hadn’t pulled out in time.
Zhu Dan straightened her disheveled hair, stood up, and after disconnecting her leisurely cave from Lin Fan’s iron pestle, squatted down on the ground. Looking up at Lin Fan with her blushing face, she said, "I’m ovulating today, so if everything goes well, I should be pregnant."
Lin Fan looked at Zhu Dan in surprise. "But there’s the morning-after pill, isn’t there? It can be avoided."
"If I wanted to avoid it, I would have come over during my safe period last week, right?"
Zhu Dan, touching the still not fully subsided iron pestle, said with a smile, "I deliberately waited an extra week, just for this day. Don’t you think I’m not getting any younger? Did you really plan to leave me to grow old alone?"
"So... you came to me for a sperm donation?"
Seeing Zhu Dan’s demeanor, Lin Fan suddenly realized something was off.
"Of course, otherwise why would I just be enjoying the pleasure?"
Still playing with Lin Fan’s iron pestle, Zhu Dan extended her tongue to lick up the last drop of ’milk’ into her mouth.
"I’ve thought it over. I have a house in the Provincial City, a salary of twenty-six thousand a month, plus the money my parents give me. It’s not just about raising one child; I can even provide a good life for twins. I don’t need your status, the child will have my surname, it won’t interfere with your marriage and childbearing. If you have time, come and see the child; if not, it doesn’t matter. With sufficient funds, he won’t lack security."
"What a true friend!"
Lin Fan scratched his nose; this was the same as Ke Yunan’s approach.
Zhu Dan looked up, puzzled at Lin Fan.
"Nothing... nothing... just that being a single mom is not easy, and I’m afraid it will be too hard for you."
Lin Fan quickly shook his head.
"Don’t worry, I will balance everything. I just hope your ’little seed’ is of high quality, so put in some effort these next few days; don’t waste such good genes."
Zhu Dan once again opened her cherry red mouth, taking the iron pestle into her mouth until it was completely limp, then removed it before putting on her pants and gave Lin Fan a big hug. "I believe our baby will be as handsome as you."
Lin Fan, embracing Zhu Dan’s slender waist, sowed his seeds without worrying about nurturing, which was not too big of a problem. Since she wanted it, he was willing to give; his vigor could be poured out for anyone.
After getting entangled for a while longer, they walked hand in hand out of the cornfield. When they returned home, they found Sun Qimei already helping in the kitchen.
"Ms. Sun will have to trouble you for the next few days."
Zhu Dan held Sun Qimei’s hand, calling her sweetly.
"It’s no trouble at all; you’re our savior."
Sun Qimei laughed as she glanced at the blush on Zhu Dan’s face, then gave Lin Fan a knowing look – a shared secret between just the two of them.
"Alright, let’s get ready to eat."
The chicken stew was ready, and several other dishes, although not exquisite, were quite delicious. Five people took their separate places in the dining room to eat and chat, and both Sun Qimei and Zhu Dan gave Lin Fan particularly flirtatious glances.
Just after lunch when everyone was lounging in the living room, chatting, a voice came from outside, followed by three people walking in with gifts. Lin Fan immediately recognized Cai Wenguang among them. His head hung low, and he seemed to have aged several years in just a few days; the man standing next to Cai Jing should be her husband, Sun Hai.
"The weasel pays New Year’s visit to the chicken."
Lin Fan smiled at Sun Hai, completely unaware that his own wife had become someone else’s plaything and was now batting her eyes full of spring yearning at Lin Fan, her eyes brimming with desire.