C1 A Girl with a Buttock

A coach stopped at the side of a small hill at the back of the village. The door of the coach opened and a young man with dark skin and a tall stature stepped out.

The young man was in his early twenties. He looked rough but not lacking in handsomeness. Compared to the countryside, he was wearing a fashionable western shirt and black leather shoes.

As soon as he got out of the car, he threw the duffel bag on the ground and stretched his back as the car slowly drove away.

The small mountain road behind the village was rather hard to walk on, so people in the village rarely went through this road. However, this young man was different. His home was at the edge of the village, so entering from here was a lot closer.

All the way into the village, he looked around. When he passed by the river at the back of the village, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

All he could see was a girl on a small hill. She was holding her legs up high as she knelt down and stuck her head out from under the hill.

The young man looked at her familiar figure and carefully sized her up. He was only able to see who she was from her childish face.

He chuckled and did not disturb the girl. He couldn't bear to see the girl fall into such a seductive position. His gaze was fixed on the girl's perky bottom, and he couldn't help but feel his heart palpitate when he saw the indentation that the man wanted the most. The treasure in his crotch was about to wake up.

Although he was infatuated with the girl's perky butt, the young man could not help but become curious about what she was secretly looking for.

The girl had been too focused on him when he had crept up behind her to notice his arrival.

The young man snickered. He wanted to scare her from the back, but then he thought about it, afraid that he would ruin her peeping, so he followed her example and knelt beside her, following her gaze towards the river below the hill.

It turned out to be a half-man's height stone on the other side of the river. A man with a face full of anger was standing there, making love to a woman who didn't look bad.

The young man recognized the lazy Feng Xin among the village chief, and the woman was the widow of his neighbor, Chen Lien-ying.

How the two of them hooked up was not hard to imagine. What was hard to imagine was that Feng Xin, who was around 20 years old, would actually be interested in Chen Lianyin, who was already over 30.

Chen Lianyin seemed somewhat unwilling to do so. Even though she was being forced onto a large rock, her hand was preventing Feng Xin from discovering her body's claws.

Feng Xinli big, one hand grabbed Chen Liying one jade peak and refused to let go, no matter how hard Chen Lien-ying tried to get rid of his hand.

While she was gasping for breath and begging for mercy, Feng Xin's other hand reached into the most private part of her woman's body. Just as she was gasping for breath and begging for mercy, Feng Xin's other hand reached into the most private part of her woman's body.

The young man was lost in thought when he suddenly felt a pain in his arm. He gasped and looked to the side. The girl was glaring at him with her pair of large, lively eyes.

He was not surprised that he would be discovered, but he was surprised that the girl did not cry out in fear. He laughed dryly and said, "Morning! "Little apricot."

Little Xing rolled her eyes as she heard his words. She snappily whispered, "What are you so early for? It's almost noon."

"Oh!" You know it's almost noon? "Then why don't you go home, eat dinner, and peek at her …" The young man chuckled.

"What does it have to do with you? "He knows how to bully me." Little Xing cursed as she twisted Shi Li's hands and hips, causing him to inhale deeply, but he didn't dare to make too much noise. He was afraid that if he disturbed the people on the other side of the river, they would expose his whereabouts and embarrass him.