Another scorching day in the fields, and my whole damn body’s dripping like a faucet. Sweat’s running down my tits, soaking my shirt, and my hairy pussy’s slick as hell under these old overalls. Gosh darn it, I swear this heat’s gonna be the death of me. But you know what? There’s something raw and primal about it—feeling the sun bake my skin, my tits swaying with every step, my ass jiggling as I bend over to pull weeds. Makes me think about how long it’s been since someone’s laid hands on me, really touched me. Not just a quick grope, but something slow and filthy, like a man’s rough fingers working my wet cunt while I grind against him. Damn, now I’m all worked up. Maybe tonight I’ll take matters into my own hands... or a bottle. Either way, this old lady’s still got needs.