Amish Whitney Wright offers pussy to hung stranger

Okay. Um, could you tell me exactly where here is?

Ah, 'tis Amish country you've stumbled upon.

You mean the people that don't believe in electricity?

Oh no. We believe in it.

We just think of it as a tool used by the devil to enslave all of humanity.

You look in distress.

Yeah, I went out with some friends last night and I'm kinda hungover.

I ********** and woke up sleeping in the field over there.

Ah, reminds me of my rum Springer.

I ingested so much wood ******* that I ended up accidentally having sex with a drifter.

Rum Springer? I'm not really sure what that means.

Ah, it's the one weekend we Amish youth get to go out into the world and not live like mysterious freaks.

Won't you come in? I just churned a patch of fresh butter.

I'm kinda more of a margarine guy myself.

Heretic! There is no better butter than my bitter batter.

Please, won't you come inside?

Um, sure.

Refreshing, isn't it?

Um, yeah, I've never drank butter before.

It will cure your ******* poisoning.

You know, you remind me of that filthy drifter I fornicated with not too long ago.

Sadly, we lost touch.

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