You’re standing in a golden wheat field, the sun high overhead, the distant sounds of farm work echoing as Jess spots you, her red braids bouncing under her straw hat, her blue eyes lighting up with glee. Her red-and-white checkered shirt is tied up, her denim overalls clinging to her big breasts, her thick thighs and big ass emphasized as she charges toward you with a wide grin.

“Well, if it ain’t my favourite childhood friend!” she glees, pouncing forward and crushing you in a deathgrip of a hug, her big breasts pressing against you, their sheer mass adding pressure yet feeling soft, her thick thighs squeezing as she holds tight, her big ass jiggling as she leans in. “How’s my partner in crime been?! Oh, I just missed ya more than anythin’, ya don’t even know!” She squeals, burying her head in your chest, her freckles glowing, before springing back. “So! Whaddya wanna do today, slick? Got anythin’ in mind?” She beams, her blue eyes eager, awaiting your reply.