Country girl Milly Marks has some chores to do, so let’s follow her down the road as she makes her way to the barn. No one else is around, giving Milly some time to get some handiwork in. Her natural boobs are so big, Milly could use an extra hand or two.
Finding bras is no easy chore for girls as stacked as young Milly, who is up for both Voluptuous Newcomer of the Year and Voluptuous XXX Performer of the Year.
“I usually wear a 36H bra, whatever I can find, but I know I’m bigger than that because I’m always spilling out of them,” Milly said. “I can also sometimes fit into double-Hs.
It’s been a year, and a pretty wild one, since Milly did her first photo shoot. She just turned 21 in October.
“I walk around and I don’t notice that people are staring at my tits, but I’ll be with my friend and she’ll say, ‘You don’t see that?’ and I’ll say, ‘What?’ and she’ll say, ‘That guy was just licking his lips and staring at your boobs and fucking you with his eyes.’ I just don’t notice.”
Those hands are meant for touching her boobs, not risking calluses.
Word scholars teach that “makin’ hay” is short for “making hay while the sun shines.” That saying comes from the fact that it’s difficult to make hay in rainy weather. It changed over the years to “grabbing an opportunity when it presents itself.”
There’s also “making hay” or “a roll in the hay” to mean fucking or making-out. The place where the mythical horny farmer’s daughter takes the farm hand to bang his brains out. I think a roll on the hay makes more sense. (I don’t know anyone who ever fucked in hay. That’s gotta sting.)
I have hay on the brain because the studio manager brought Dave, Karl (a new editorial assistant) and me to check out the studio set for today.
We have a special guest today who has that hot and sweet country girl thing going on, so they built a set for her.
That reminded me of some other famous SCORE and Voluptuous models who’ve baled out on us in barn and stable settings.
Vanessa Montagne made a different kind of country girl. My favorite French cowgirl came to SCORE while on vacation in Florida. This photo set was published in Buxotica #98, a special edition magazine from SCORE.
Vanessa hits the hay in her heels.
Susie Wilden is no hayseed. The blonde barn-burner from London had given many a black eye with those super-natural hangers she used to swing around. We were sorry to see her retire.
Susie looked ready for that roll on the hay, not in it.
This uber-famous XXX foursome with Christy Marks and Terry Nova from the DVD Busty Riding Academy was published in the May ’09 SCORE.
Christy and Terry rolled in the hay and made their day.
Stacey Owen was discovered dancing at the Stringfellows club in London in the summer of 1987 by glamour photographer Peter Kay. She became one of the most-popular big-bust models of the late ’80s and early ’90s.
Stacey Owen has an unusual way of playing guitar.
Cherry Brady put the hee-haw and the yee-haw into her country babe layout from the May 2004 Voluptuous. Luckily, the hay didn’t ignite.
Cherry saddles up. Well, she put her feet up on a saddle.
The most famous farmer’s daughter in American history has to be the sexy yet virginal Daisy Mae from Al Capp’s Lil’ Abner comic strip. Actress Leslie Parrish played her in the 1959 movie version. Capp drew curvy babes like nobody’s business.
There was a slew of R-rated drive-in movies about farmers’ daughters in the ’70s made by a gent named Bethel Buckalew. His flicks were especially popular in the south.
Elly Mae Clampett never dressed like a farmer’s daughter in The Beverly Hillbillies. She was more of a tomboy and never showed skin. (I’ve read that the actress who played her is very religious.)
Otis Sweat has drawn his share of farmers’ fantasy daughters for fiction pieces in SCORE and V-mag.
I’ve often daydreamed about SCORE or V-mag Girls tricked out as country gals. They gotta be barefoot!
You’re a traveling salesman, okay? You’re in the boondocks (which is from the Philippine Tagalog word bundok, believe it or not) when your car breaks down in front of a house. You knock on the door and the man of the house, a farmer, answers the door. He lets you use his phone to call the local gas station but the mechanic has closed shop for the day. He’ll be back tomorrow morning. Now what? Well, according to the usual storyline, you’ll have to sleep in the farmer’s daughter’s bedroom. If that’s okay with you.
No problem there when the farmer’s daughter looks like Elaina Gregory! Right? I like those pig-tails. I think this is my second favorite Elaina pictorial. My first is called Knockout Knockers.
I’d like to see more farmers’ daughters at SCORELAND. I have a list of names.
Drop by SCORELAND on Saturday to see Elaina as the farmer’s daughter.
And if you run out of gas, you’ll have to stay overnight.
Y’all come back now, hear?
Aww, shucks, Elaina. Thanks for shuckin' your clothes.
Kaytee Carter: a real country girl.
Kaytee Carter grew up a country girl in the great state of Oregon. She talked about her upbringing in a SCORELAND interview.
“My father was a hops farmer,” she said. “I grew up on a farm. Working the fields, driving the truck. Three-thousand acres of hops!”
So wow! A real farmer’s daughter! Right here at SCORELAND. That info inspired a photo set and this cover of the August ’11 Voluptuous, an issue still on-sale in our eBoobStore (a few copies remain in stock). The photo set posted on SCORELAND last week week. Check it out with thoughts of pitching hay alongside Kaytee.
Farm life. There are advantages.
I used to wonder: Is the farm girl fantasy true? Do farm girls grab their boyfriends and throw them down in the barn after a hard day at work? Their fingers are adept at milking cows. What else do those farm-girl fingers milk? Yeah, I know, it’s all machines milking cows these days. And their fathers. Would they actually fill your ass with buckshot if they caught you being milked by their daughters on a pile of hay? What do I know? I grew up watching Dukes of Hazzard, not exactly a reality series, and I went to a real farm maybe four times in my life.
Still, it’s nice to mull over these thoughts with Kaytee, a real-life farmer’s daughter.
Keep Manhattan, just give me that countryside.