The sun was barely down when Jenna and Tara slipped into the old barn, both of them still in their cutoff shorts and sweaty tank tops from hauling hay all day. Jenna kicked the door shut and shoved Tara against a stack of bales. "Been watching that ass all afternoon," she growled, yanking Tara's shorts down to her knees.
"Get those tits out. I want them in my mouth while I finger this sloppy cunt."
Tara moaned and pulled her tank over her head, her heavy tits bouncing free. Jenna dropped to her knees in the straw, spread Tara's legs, and buried her face right between them. She licked hard and fast, tongue dragging through wet folds and circling the swollen clit. "Fuck, you taste like you been wanting this all day," Jenna muttered, two fingers already pushing deep inside. Tara grabbed Jenna's hair and rocked her hips, grinding on that mouth while the barn filled with wet sucking sounds.
Jenna stood up, wiped her mouth on the back of her hand, and shoved her own shorts off. "On the hay. Now." Tara climbed onto the bales on all fours, ass up. Jenna spat on her fingers and worked two, then three, into Tara's dripping hole, fucking her rough and steady. "That's it, take it. Such a greedy farm slut." She reached around and pinched Tara's clit, making her cry out and push back harder.
Tara twisted around, pulled Jenna down onto the hay, and climbed on top. They locked legs, cunts pressed tight together, and started grinding. Slick skin slid against slick skin, clits rubbing with every roll of their hips. "Harder," Tara panted. "Make me come all over your pussy." Their tits bounced and slapped as they fucked faster, sweat mixing with the smell of straw and sex. Jenna reached down and spread their lips wider so they could grind even closer, both of them moaning loud and filthy.
Jenna came first, thighs shaking, cunt pulsing against Tara's. Tara kept rubbing through it until she followed, soaking the hay beneath them with a long, shaking orgasm. They stayed locked together, breathing hard, still twitching and grinding slow while the barn creaked around them.
Jenna finally pulled back, fingers sliding through the mess between them. "Round two in the loft," she said, already standing and pulling Tara up by the hand. "I want that tongue in my ass while I ride your face." Tara grinned and followed her up the ladder, both of them naked and ready for more.
