Joe returns the favor to Wendy

Joe pulled the tractor over by Wendy’s jeep. He kissed Wendy as he picked her up and placed her on the seat of the tractor. He pulled the top of her dress down revealing her huge 44DD tits and he started to suck on them as her nipples hardened. Wendy let out low moan as Joe sucked on her tits. Joes hand slipped between Wendy’s legs as he felt his way to her bare pussy from where she wasn’t wearing any panties. Joe feels her wetness between her legs. His fingers finding her lips of her pussy and her swollen clit.

As Joe kisses Wendy he rubs her swollen clit then he hears Wendy say “Joe lick my pussy” Joe was shocked he never heard Wendy be so vocal about that kind of act. As Joe moved his head between her legs he remembered what Craig had told him about going down on Jen how to lick her pussy. Joe had never did that with Wendy and he wanted it to be perfect.

Joe hesitated for a moment, his heart pounding in his chest, but Wendy's eager voice spurred him on. He gently parted her legs and lowered his head, his breath brushing against her sensitive skin. Remembering Craig's advice, he started with soft, teasing licks, tracing the outline of her swollen clit before delving deeper. Wendy's moans grew louder, her hands tangling in his hair as she pulled him closer. Her wetness coated his lips and chin, and he could feel her trembling beneath him.

Wendy's pussy was drenched in her juices as Joe's tongue danced across her swollen clit, his licks growing more urgent as her moans filled the air. She reached up, her hands cupping her massive 44DD tits, squeezing them tightly as her nipples puckered with pleasure. Joe's fingers slipped deeper, teasing her entrance as he focused on her clit, his mouth relentless. The tractor creaked softly beneath them, the rural surroundings fading into the background as Wendy's breath hitched, her body trembling on the edge of release.

Wendy’s voice echoed through the rural air, calling out “that’s it Joseph lick my pussy,” Joe felt a surge of excitement and determination. He intensified his efforts, his tongue moving with greater urgency as he focused on her swollen clit. Wendy’s hands tightened in his hair, pulling him deeper as her moans grew louder and more frantic. Her juices dripped down his chin, and he could feel her trembling on the brink of orgasm. The tractor creaked softly beneath them, the only sound besides their heavy breathing and the rustling of the surrounding fields.

Wendy's climax approached, she gripped Joe's hair tightly, pulling his face deeper into her pussy. Her juices overflowed, coating Joe's face as she moaned loudly. Joe, determined to make this perfect, continued licking her clit relentlessly. Wendy's body shook uncontrollably, her legs trembling around Joe's head. She cried out in ecstasy, "Oh, Joe! I'm cumming!" Her voice echoed through the fields as she reached orgasm, her pussy pulsating against Joe's tongue. Joe, feeling a mix of excitement and pride, savored every moment, ensuring Wendy's pleasure was unmatched.

Wendy slowly came down from her climax, her chest heaving with each breath, Joe gently lifted his head from between her legs. He wiped his face with the back of his hand, a mixture of her juices and his own saliva glistening on his skin. He looked up at Wendy, her face flushed, her eyes still closed in the aftermath of her orgasm. He could see the faint tremors in her body as she tried to catch her breath. Without breaking eye contact, Joe leaned forward, his tongue tracing her inner thigh, collecting the remnants of her wetness.

Joe took in the sight of Wendy's naked body, her 44DD breasts glistening and her nipples still erect from the intense pleasure. Her skin was flushed, a mix of the afterglow of her orgasm and the warmth of the rural sun. The tractor creaked softly beneath them, the fields around them a serene backdrop to their intimate moment. Wendy's body still trembled slightly, her legs parted, revealing her swollen clit and the juices that coated her thighs. Joe felt a surge of pride and excitement, his heart still racing from the experience. He reached out, gently tracing his fingers over her breasts, feeling their softness and the warmth of her skin. The air was filled with the scent of her arousal and the earthy smell of the fields. Joe leaned forward, his lips brushing against her forehead, a tender gesture that contrasted the intensity of their passion. Wendy opened her eyes, a satisfied smile playing on her lips, and Joe knew in that moment, their connection was deeper than ever. The world around them faded, leaving only the two of them, lost in the heat of their desire and the quiet beauty of the countryside.

Joe kissed her softly on the lips, his breath still carrying the scent of her arousal. "I have to get back to work," he murmured, his voice tinged with ****. Wendy nodded, her cheeks still flushed, and pulled her dress back up, the fabric brushing against her sensitive skin. The tractor creaked as Joe stood, his jeans dusty from the field. He helped Wendy down, her hands lingering on his shoulders before she stepped away, smoothing her dress. The sun hung low, casting long shadows across the fields, and the air was thick with the earthy scent of the land.

As the tractor roared back to life, Joe glanced over at Wendy, who was walking towards her jeep with a subtle sway in her step, her dress fluttering slightly in the breeze. The setting sun cast a golden glow over the fields, illuminating the dust particles swirling around them. Wendy turned briefly, catching Joe's eye, and smiled softly before getting into her vehicle. The sound of the jeep's engine starting up mingled with the distant calls of crickets, a symphony of rural life.