Under the moon's glow, the farmer's cattle low softly, their sounds echoing the farmer's desire. He's been watching his hired hand all day, her curves accentuated by her faded overalls, her dark hair cascading down her back. Now, she's in his domain, her body ready for his touch. He takes her from behind, her moans drowned out by the rustling hay. He grabs her thick hips, pulling her onto him, his cock sliding deep into her warmth. She pushes back, meeting his thrusts, her body trembling as she nears climax. He reaches around, his calloused hands finding her clit, rubbing it in time with his thrusts, sending her over the edge.