Sure, here's the translation:

"Worn out?"

Sun Taohua smiled coquettishly, "Haven't you heard? 'There's only a worn-out ox, not worn-out fields.'"

Wu Song laughed heartily, "Well then, let's see...though I'm afraid Auntie Hua might beg for mercy."

Sun Taohua giggled, her two large breasts trembling violently. She expertly opened Wu Song's trousers, and that big gun immediately sprang out.

Sun Taohua grabbed and stroked it, saying with a smile, "Forget it, Auntie Hua is ovulating these days, the focus is on getting pregnant, not fooling around with you."

After speaking, she lowered her head, took the big gun in her mouth, and began to eat.

The warm, wet little mouth wrapped around the big gun, which immediately plunged Wu Song into a sea of gentle warmth.

The big gun was briefly rock hard.

After a while, Sun Taohua felt moisture emanating from her crotch. She didn't want to continue "eating" and removed her pants, revealing a snowy buttock, and sat on Wu Song's lap.

The plump little hole pressed down on the gun's head and sat down.

Soon, the little hole was stuffed full by Wu Song's big gun.

The pressure made her feel sore and full, causing her to groan and shake her waist helplessly.

Wu Song lay comfortably, allowing Sun Taohua to shake back and forth at her own pace.

While shaking, Sun Taohua panted and said, "This way, my pig farm with your Aunt Taoxiang can confidently expand."

Wu Song laughed, "Of course, not only can you confidently expand, but you can also apply for various subsidies. All of these are allowed."

Sun Taohua smiled coquettishly, her chubby butt shaking even more vigorously, "Then Auntie Hua must thank you properly."

Wu Song grinned mischievously, "Auntie Hua, you've indulged me to this extent, how else do you want to thank me?"

Sun Taohua chuckled softly, her small hole tightening and clamping around Wu Song's gun head, "Auntie Hua can wrap you even deeper."

Wu Song thought to himself, how very satisfying, then laughed, "Auntie Hua, you really have hidden depths."

"Hehe, you'll discover even more of Auntie Hua's benefits in the future," Sun Taohua giggled, her little waist shaking more smoothly.

The swaying vibration went on for over half an hour.

Wu Song flipped over to "mount the horse," held down Sun Taohua's legs, and squeezed her plump butt against the seat, slamming away.

Amid Sun Taohua's loud cries, he went in to the hilt, shooting right inside.

Sun Taohua shouted in satisfaction, "Ah, so good! Wu Song, you're amazing! Auntie Hua feels so good!"

Sun Taohua held Wu Song tightly, indulging comfortably in his embrace.

"This time, it's even more certain! Two shots a day! If I don't get pregnant, it's heaven's injustice!" Sun Taohua sighed in satisfaction.

Wu Song laughed, "Don't worry, Auntie Hua, as long as I'm here, I'll definitely make you pregnant! If not today, then tomorrow; if not tomorrow, then the day after. I guarantee you'll be pregnant this month."

Sun Taohua giggled and playfully slapped Wu Song, "Are you so unsure of your own tadpoles?"

"Of course not, I have great confidence in my 'tadpoles'... I just feel that you'll definitely get pregnant today."

"But Auntie Hua, if you get pregnant, I won't be able to 'see' you, wouldn't that be a shame?"

Wu Song sighed in regret, "So, I'd like to 'see' Auntie Hua a few more times before you get pregnant."

Sun Taohua gently smiled, stroking Wu Song's chest, "Don't worry, Auntie Hua's little treasure downstairs isn't for you to 'see.' But the little mouth and behind are still available. As long as you want, Auntie Hua will definitely satisfy you."

Wu Song felt his blood boil, the big gun standing erect, and he growled, "Auntie Hua, how about once more?"

Sun Taohua quickly shook her head, "No, no more, just shot inside, no more. It affects conception."

Wu Song had to reluctantly give up.

Sun Taohua drove Wu Song back home, before heading to Sun Taoxiang's room to sleep.

The next morning.

The two sisters woke up early, left a message for Wu Song, and drove to Sun Family Village, busy with the expansion of their pig farm.

After Wu Song practiced in the morning, he smiled as he replied to their message, telling them to proceed boldly, and to come to him if they had any unsolvable problems.

After setting everything in order, Wu Song drove to the town and arrived at the veterinary store.

Zhang Xinran and Zhang Xintong had already woken up and opened the door, having bought breakfast to eat.

Seeing Wu Song arrive, they immediately stood up, holding Wu Song on either side.

"Daddy, have you eaten?" Zhang Xinran cheerfully inquired.

Zhang Xintong picked up the electric bike keys, "Coming so early, you mustn't have eaten, I'll go buy something else."

Wu Song nodded with a smile and patted Zhang Xintong's full buttocks as a compliment.

Zhang Xintong smiled happily and rode off on the electric bike to buy Wu Song breakfast.

Zhang Xinran let Wu Song sit down, and sat on his lap, her bottom quite coincidentally pressing down on Wu Song's big gun, mischievously swaying while gazing tenderly at Wu Song's neck, "Daddy, shall I feed you breakfast?"

Wu Song nodded with a smile.

Zhang Xinran picked up a fried dough stick, dipped it in soy milk, and fed it into Wu Song's mouth.

Wu Song laughed as he ate it.

The fried dough stick disappeared bit by bit.

But the big gun slowly hardened, pressing against Zhang Xinran's butt.

Zhang Xinran playfully asked, "Daddy, what are you hiding in your pocket? It feels so hard, pressing against my bottom."

Wu Song laughed, "Nothing in my pocket, how about you check it out with your hand?"

Zhang Xinran giggled, swaying her bottom as she moved away, "No touching, you're trying to make me touch it on purpose."

"Not touching, huh? Later on, you won't get to eat." Wu Song chuckled mischievously, grabbing Zhang Xinran's chest with one hand. Just a pinch, and it was smooth and soft in his hand,

Zhang Xinran let out a soft moan, flirtatiously saying, "Daddy, I'll touch it, I'll touch it!"

Zhang Xinran dropped her chopsticks, stood up with a seductive smile, and reached for Wu Song's crotch, only to find a big flag standing tall.

Zhang Xinran's heart raced, she felt the fried dough stick wasn't as tasty anymore; what was in front of her was more tempting.

"Well, then I'll go ahead and touch it!" Zhang Xinran laughed, reaching out, grabbing the big gun through Wu Song's pants, intentionally exclaiming, "Ah, what is this? It's so hard? And a bit hot to the touch."

Wu Song chuckled as he moved up, "Sun Wukong's Ruyi Golden Cudgel? Poking the sky, poking the ground, poking the air in between."

"Is it that powerful? I must see it for myself." Zhang Xinran exclaimed, eager to open Wu Song's trousers, releasing the big gun.

"Ah... it's so big! So thick!" Zhang Xinran exclaimed softly, grasping it with one hand, "Oh, it moves too, truly amazing."

Wu Song grinned mischievously, "Not only does it move, if you soothe it well, it even spits water."

"Really? I don't believe it." Zhang Xinran feigned confusion, shaking her head.

"If you don't believe me, try it yourself." Wu Song said with a smile.

"Alright, then I'll give it a try!" Zhang Xinran said, and began to sway. Just a few motions, and the gun head was red-hot, slowly preparing to spit out water.

"Wow, it really does spit water!" Zhang Xinran cheered gleefully.

"Try it, this water beautifies and nourishes the skin if you drink it."