The sun was setting over the vast farmland, casting a golden glow on the rolling hills. Dorothy, a voluptuous blonde in her prime at 47, stood by the barn, her eyes scanning the fields for her husband's truck. As the sound of the engine faded into the distance, a mischievous smile spread across her face. It was time for her little secret rendezvous. She was a vision of rural beauty, with her golden locks cascading down her shoulders, contrasting against her tanned skin. Her tight-fitting tank top showcased her ample cleavage, the deep neckline revealing a heart-shaped tattoo that beat seducti… 阅读更多内容