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It was another normal day in the valley, the farmer had just finished harvesting her strawberries, they’ve sprout earlier than usual this time. Probably because of the fertilizer the farmer got from Sandy. She went inside to take a quick shower, before heading out to socialize for the day: it was the weekend and the farmer deserved a little time off.
By the time she was done showering it was already 2pm, the day had flown by. Maybe she can still catch Harvey before he closed the clinic up for the day.
The farmer went upstairs and knocked on his apartment door. “It’s open! Come in!” He replies. She walks in and sees Harvey standing by his dresser putting away the shirt he presumably just took off. Harvey notices she’s wearing his favorite sundress, paired with sheer, knee-high, stockings. He can’t count how many times he’s fantasized, and actually, fucked her in that sundress.
“Hey handsome,” the farmer say as she plants a long kiss on him. Harvey’s face feels hot, he’s looking forward to what he thinks is about to happen. He’s been very busy lately, and hasn’t been able to give the farmer much of his time. Leaving him feeling very guilty.
“Hi lovely, you look beautiful.” He kisses the top of her head. With Harvey being so tall, the farmer’s a head and a half shorter than he is. Her arms are laced around his neck, “I have a few things for you with me,” the farmer whispered millimeters away his lips. Harvey opens his mouth to kiss her, but she pulls away, denying him.
“And what might those be?” His voice is deep and sultry, he plants a few kisses on her lips, trailing down to her neck.
The farmer let go of him and went to the bag by the door and Harvey smacked her ass lightly as we went. She bent down making sure her little sundress rode up so Harvey gets a clear view of what he likes: the black lace set he bought her they bought last time they went to Zuzu City. He almost ripped it apart in the hotel room that night. The farmer took out the wine and thermos and propped herself up to sit on the edge of dining table, facing Harvey. “I brought a few of your favorite things…” she says, slyly, hinting at other things.
Harvey takes a few steps towards her.
“Wine, coffee…” she says, pointing at them as she trails her finger up her stockings, tracing the decorative lining gingerly with her fingertips. His eyes followed her fingers intently, hungry to rip those clothes off of her. He clearly saw that the farmer had put on the black lace he loves, and the short sundress that drives him crazy.
Harvey liked this game of them acting stupid. She looked absolutely gorgeous, and he knew exactly what she was doing. He didn’t care about the wine, or the thermos that clearly had coffee, he cared about her moaning his name.
“Did you get anything else?” He stands between her legs with a mischievous smile lining his lips. He’s already hard from playing games. Harvey is eager to be inside her, and feel her wetness and tightness around him, but he teases her whenever he gets the chance. She’s always been ahead in this game, having Harvey wrapped around her finger whenever they fuck.
“Hmm, I don’t recall..” The words spill out of her mouth as starts to palm him. His hand are on her hips, fingertips digging into her, pulling her closer to him. The farmer’s been thinking of Harvey all day, how he’d try to tease her, lick her, and fuck her. He was too busy for her these past few days, and she’s making sure he’s making up for it. His cock already hard in his pants is already making her moan into his ear.
Harvey buries his head in the nape of her throat, drawing bruises as he goes. Each one drawing sounds out of her lips. His cock is bulging through his trousers, brushing against her inner thigh. “I’m sorry that I’ve been so busy, pretty.” He whispers by her ear. “Let me make it up to you,” his voice is coaxed with desire. Harvey’s hand trailed up to her breasts and traced circles on the nubs that appeared under the fabric.
“Oh Harvey… I don’t know about that, will you?” the farmer asked as she pulled him closer by his belt. Harvey leans in to kiss her, as this lips almost touch, the farmer pulls away to continue, “I’ve been so lonely without you. I’ve learned to manage… Maybe I don’t need daddy to fuck me anymore…” She lied, she wanted them skin to skin. She wanted the sound of her pounding into her to fill the apartment and for her moans to spill out the windows.
“You’re still a brat, I see.” Harvey loved her teasing him, but this time, he was making her the one working for it.
The farmer loved being a brat and teasing the shit out of him. Although Harvey is known as the aloof, kind, and gentle doctor, the farmer found that he loved gaining all control in bed, making sure to please her all the right ways. The farmer sloppily drags some kisses on his neck. And his hands pull down her lacy underwear.
“Good girl, wearing her favorite…” He huskily moans into her ear. He trails his fingers around her, teasing around her core. Harvey’s breath is hot and heavy and leaves goosebumps wherever it makes contact with her skin. The farmer moved her hips and made sure to align her core with the bulge of his pants. She warped her legs around him, expecting him to manhandle her and throw her onto his bed to fuck her senseless as they usually do.
“I thought you didn’t need daddy to fuck you anymore…” He pulls away and that same smirk lines his face. She tries to kiss him but he pulls back. He’s turned the tables, and the farmer doesn’t mind it.
“Tsk tsk tsk, it’s very bad to lie. I should really teach you a lesson.” His fingertips dig into her ass as he grabs her. “Don’t you agree?”
She looks up to him, and nods.
“What’s that? I didn’t hear you.”
“Yes,” the farmer replied in a half whisper. Harvey’s bulge on her core, she wanted to grind against it, but the fabric of his pants proved to be uncomfortable for that.
“Yes, what?” Harvey wanted to hear her say the words. He was ready to get inside her, give her the pleasure she wanted, no, needed.
“Yes, daddy.” Finally.
He swiftly carries her and lays her on the bed on her back. Quickly unraveling the bow that held her dress together, and throwing it aside. “You look so good for me, baby…” he lines her neck with kisses and sloppily kisses her chest as he looks into her eyes.
“Harvey.”
“Hmm?” His lips line her nipples and her back arches slightly.
“Fuck me already.”
Harvey looks up at her and smiles. “So impatient, what happened to my little tease, my little brat.” His fingers line her folds, which are eagerly awaiting his girth. With his slightest touch, her body squirms. “So eager too,” he licks her slick off his fingers. “Mmm…”
The farmer threaded her fingers through his curly dark hair, and pushed him downwards, he chuckles and obliges. He kissed her stomach, kissed around her pelvis, and kissed around her labia, leaving her clit for last. Harvey looked up at her, her eyes were closed in anticipation of his tongue, his lips. He slowly lined his tongue in her folds, and she tightens her grip on his hair, and quiet moans escape her.
“You taste so good, baby…”
He licks and moves around her core, making her spasm and squirm. Her moans are filling the room. Maru might hear them, but he doesn’t give a fuck. He has one goal and it's making her cum. Multiple times.
Harvey puts one finger and starts pumping. Feeling for that spot that shakes her.
“Oh Harvey, fuck, just like that,” she breathes. Harvey smiles, and adds another finger, and continues to pump in the same rhythm. The farmer feels that tightness in her stomach that she knows very well. Her legs squirm with his movement: she’s close. Harvey knows it.
“Faster,” she commands breathlessly.
“Faster what?” He teases.
“Fuck! Faster daddy, faster!”
Harvey pumps his fingers her and moves his tongue around her core faster, whimpers and moans leave her lips, her back arches, and her legs shake; and she cums on his fingers. Harvey looks up at the farmer and licks his fingers one after the other. He gets on top of her, “Did you like that, was that good?” He asks, trailing kisses on her collarbone.
“Yes, Harvey. That was… Fuck I don’t even know how to describe it.”
Harvey smiles at her and kisses her. The farmer unbuckles his belt and Harvey helps her pull his pants down. His bulge tight in his briefs draws a smirk on her face. She pulls at the band of his briefs, “Mmh,” Harvey growls. She takes his cock into her hand. He mumbles a quiet, relieved "fuck" at her touch.
“You know…” she speaks as she plays with his cock. Harvey fights the urge to buck in her hands. “I’ve been wanting your cock down my throat all morning,” she strokes him slowly, excruciatingly slow.
“Nngh, fuck, fuck. Move,” he commands
“What?”
“Move to the foot of the bed. Move,” he moves from on top of her and sits on the edge of the bed, stroking himself. The farmer stands in front of him. “So you’ve been wanting my cock in your throat, huh?” He coaxes as he continues stroking himself.
“Yes. Let me,” she pleads.
“Kneel.”
She kneels and moves his hands and strokes him at the same pace he was, a drop of precum is already there. The farmer runs her tongue from the bottom of his shaft to the tip, Harvey growls resisting the urge to buck into her hands.
“Harvey, you’re so hard for me… so eager…”
“Yes, yes baby, I am. Take it in your mouth, stop teasing me,” he orders.
“You’re so hot when you’re ordering me around,” she chuckles before she takes him in her mouth, bobbing slowly. He runs his fingers through her hair, grabbing some. Harvey pushes her head up and down, the framer gags a little but she takes him all.
“Mmh, good girl, yes, fuck…” He moans incoherent noises as the farmer keeps bobbing at the pace he’s guiding her at. “Good girl, you’re doing so good.” The farmer moves at a faster pace, using her hands to help.
“Oh, Oh, fuck, slow down I’m gonna cum.” The farmer replies with an “Mmh,” his thighs are tensing, and the farmer doesn’t stop, doesn’t slow down, but goes at the same pace. She looks up at him and makes eye contact with him, he throws his head back. Harvey spills into her mouth, “oh my Yoba, you’re so good, fuck.”
“Aww, you’re not so bad yourself,” she teases. The farmer gets up to grab a shirt from Harvey’s dresser.
“Where are you going?” Harvey asks, gently pulling her back by her wrist.
“To get a shirt..?”
“I’m not done with you, my love,” he pulls her back and she almost lands on top of him. They chuckle and the farmer adjusts herself to lay down next to him, facing him. She tucks one of his brown curls behind his ear.
“I love you,” Harvey whispers as he stares into her eyes. She moves closer and kisses him. Their kiss deepens and Harvey pulls her closer to him by her waist, the farmer moans in their kiss. The farmer breaks their kiss and looks at him for a second.
Worry washes over Harvey’s face, “Are you ok? Is everything ok?”
“Oh! Yes, sorry. I love you, I just needed a second to stare at you. Sorry.”
Harvey blushes and rests his forehead on the farmer’s. “Don’t be,” he kisses her, “I love-“ he kisses her, “you.” The farmer pulls him in, deepening their kiss once again. They kiss and release sweet noises in the midst. Harvey feathery places his fingertips on her, trailing along and Harvey’s mouth is filled with her whimpers of anticipation. He buries his head in her neck and she throws her head back, “mmh Harvey…”
“My love… I can’t wait to bury myself in you,” he responds, low and gruff. His voice is sickly sweet dripping in her ear, she loves it when his voice is like that.
Harvey gets on top of her and leans on one elbow. With his free hand, he takes his cock and teases her with it, moving it across her folds, watching her plead to bury himself in her, with her movements. “Hey,” he says. The farmer looks at him, his eyes are burning hers. She can see his beautiful eyes clearly without his glasses, the light is hitting the pools of honey that are his eyes, showing so many shades of brown. His curls are falling over his forehead, slightly covering his eyes as he looks at her from this angle. She nods at him, to take the step he’s silently asking to. Harvey smiles and keeps his gaze on her, pushing himself slowly into her. Her eyes flutter shut, and her chest rises with a soft gasp.
A hiss leaves Harvey’s lips. She feels so good around him, so warm, so responsive to every movement.
Harvey can’t help but adore the way she unravels by him. He pumps into her in a steady motion, responding to every whimper she releases. "You take me up so well, you're such a good girl for me..."
"Yes baby..."
"Say it," her commands her.
"I'm your good girl, just yours" she replies, barely able to let the words out as Harvey fucks her.
Harvey picks up the pace and the sound of their skin smacking reverberates in the room, her breasts are jumping with each thrust and he smacks one of them before taking it into his mouth.
She places her hand on her clit, starting to massage it as Harvey pumps into her faster, and her breaths get shorter and quicker, and her toes begin to curl.
“Ah, Harvey, shit. Fuck… I’m close,”
“Yes baby, good girl, cum for me baby,” he growls.
“Yes, daddy, mmmmmh,” the farmer whispers, she wraps her legs around him as he fucks her, pushing him to move even faster. Harvey bucks into her quicker, faster, and pants with each movement, his face is flushed and sweat lining his temples. The way her pussy tightens around his cock has him on the edge, he probably won't last much longer.
“Like that, sweetheart?”
The farmer digs her fingers into his arms as the tension in her stomach releases, flooding Harvey. He keeps going and unravels a few seconds later. He pulls himself out of her and collapses on top of her. Her breasts are warm against cheeks. They’re both trying to catch their breath, Harvey can hear how her heart is beating against her ribcage. He shuts his eyes and lets out a sigh, as he draws circles on her shoulder.
“I love you, sweetheart,” he tells her, softly, almost too quiet to hear.
The farmer giggles, “I love you too.” She twirls a lock of his in her fingers. “I missed you so much.”
“Me too, my love. I’m sorry I was so busy.”
“It’s okay, I think we found a way for you to make it up to me.”