Let's ask Savannah

Savannah was in the barn milking the cows. It had always been by far the easiest part of her day; she was very lucky to have cows that not only produced a steady supply of milk, but were always calm and content. She really owed her farm to them.

The last cow in the line, a black and white dappled one named Bertha, mooed gratefully as Savannah stepped back, holding her bucket of fresh-squeezed milk. She poured the bucket into a large barrel, perfect for churning into cheese. While she didn't partake in the stuff herself, she had a regular customer that would always buy a full barrel of the stuff to turn into cheese and some newfangled frozen cream substance. Savannah couldn't afford either of them, but figured it probably wasn't all it was cracked up to be. Her crops were enough to keep her fed.

That customer would be arriving sometime that afternoon for a barrel, so Savannah needed to seal it up before her arrived. However, before she could plant the top on it, she felt something slam into her from behind.

As it happened, Hilda had blindly stumbled into the barn, waving her hands wildly out in front of her to feel her way around. Quite literally, as her arms had wrapped themselves around Savannah and were now groping her breasts. Savannah blushed crimson as her overalls' straps fell off her shoulders and sent them falling down to her ankles, leaving her as naked as Hilda. The former knight grabbed more firmly onto the farmer's tits to steady herself, as between the trough stuck on her ass and the bucket on her head, she was a great risk of falling over. The honey-like substance coating Hilda's skin spread over Savannah's back and breasts as Hilda kneaded them like a very horny baker. Savannah began to feel like a sweet cake being prepared before her very eyes, and her voice wavered in bafflement.

"GET OFF OF ME!" Savannah yelled and pushed Hilda away. Hilda stumbled backward and fell smack onto her ass. The trough made a loud CLANG as it hit the ground, startling Hilda enough to make the bucket pop off her head. Savannah tried to step away from her clumsy farmhand but ended up tripping over her fallen overalls.

The poor farmer careened into the barrel and fell headfirst into it, dunking herself in the milk. Her bare legs flailed out of the top as she struggled to escape. Hilda gasped and cried, "Oh, no! I'll get you out, don't worry." She got to her feet, pulling the trough off her butt with a POP and rushing to the barrel. Hilda wrapped her arms around Savannah's waist and firmly grasped her ass cheeks.

Savannah felt the pull on her muscular glutes and struggled to get those hands off her. Muffled yelling came out of the barrel, and Hilda pulled even harder, despearate to save her mistress's life. Finally, with one big tug, the barrel tilted sideways and fell towards Hilda, sending Savannah and the milk pouring out onto her.

The two naked women lay on the ground in a most unfortunate position. Due to Savannah being upside-down, she'd fallen onto Hilda taint-first, sending her lady parts right into the knight's face. Hilda's parts were now also in Savannah's face, leaving the two milk-doused women in an accidental sixty-nine on the barn floor. And the most embarrassing part for Savannah was that, due to the milk and honey coating their bodies, Hilda actually tasted really good.