He slid his tongue into that amazing pussy as far as it would go, his nose buried in the short fur of her bush."Can you believe that?" he heard a voic.... Oh, right, the phone. He slipped his tongue out of Liz's pussy."Ahhmmm... no! What bullshit!" he said. His voice sounded somewhat muffled to Charmaine, but again, the difference was subtle, and it was dismissed."I know!" Charmaine said, to his relief. Lucky guess! He kissed those pussy lips once more before standing up. Liz curled her toes over. There is little to see as the mist from the fields reduces visibility to less than a few feet past the thick hedgerows. At least, he thinks, there was no low early evening sun to further ravage his ruined face, sensitive as it is to the slightest sunlight, an incurable condition from which he has always suffered. The coach judders once more as another pothole threatens to wrench off the wheels and toss his Judicial Lordship unceremoniously from his wooden seat. Then the coach finally lurches to. I remembered having seen him at the bar a few times, a bus boy I think. He was ugly and hygiene was clearly optional with him. Once he was well positioned he held my head tight and raped my mouth.Watching this happen must had spurned Handsome Rapist on. His cock didn't get soft and he just let the force of my mouth being raped move my body back and forth on his cock, his head lodged inside my womb still. He was moaning and commenting on what an amazing fuck I was. The guy fucking my face asked. She turned back to the bed. Her legs still spread. I didnt know what to do. I placed a hand on her back to continue. She didn’t object. With both hands on her back and my cock rubbing against her ass. She mutters for me to tuck it away. I try to position it in a downward facing way. This made it slip in between her legs again. This time her legs spread more. I could feel it rubbing against her hot pussy. My mom then told me that my pj's were hurting her. I started to get off her when she asked.