“Oh Dammit! That’s it baby! Fuck this pussy!” Brandy yells. Comfort was in her own little world, fucking the farmers face with her pussy. “Gir...l this shit was fate! I love how he eats my pussy!” She grinded so hard that he was almost afraid she would break his nose. The farmer was speechless at this point. He had two sexy bitches fucking the hell out of him. If only his ole friends could see him now. Streams of cum ran down the farmer’s cock as Brandy fucked the shit out of him. Her back was. That might be right up your alley." "I'm busy, you guys sell it." Melanie shook his hand off her arm and walked up to the register. "Two packs of Newport's please and this." She put her drink and donuts on the counter. "Damn baby, we ain't looking to sell it. We're looking for like a consignment deal, baby." Baby's speech impediment getting on Melanie's nerves now. "I don't know what you three heard, but I don't do consignments. Plus, why don't you tell Charlez. I don't know what you're even. She was enjoying her unsolicited dose of cock. The milkman says fine with a menacing grin, only if you give me some milk he continues. The farmers wife, still being pumped, moaning and grunting softly now &hellip, I cant give you any milk, I just told its finished she said, slightly irritate. Yes you can says the milker, and in the same breath, leans in towards her body, layed down against the table, and reaches beneath her grabbing at her chest. He folds down the cups of her corset and reaches. My pale buttocks were exposed to him as the thong-like knickers dissapeared into my cheeks and as I felt my vaginal fluids run down and gather in my anus, I started to clench my vaginal muscles and work my bum cheeks, all in full view to him, surely now he would intervene and put me out of my misery.With one look down the bus and back to me lying spread-eagle in the back seat, he undid his flies and pulled his cock out, gave it a few quick jerks to get it to full potential, got up and sat down.