"Take it all, bitch. You're gonna swallow that thing 'til it comes outta your cunt."

He was pressing her mother's face against his groin, rubbing her cheeks against his crotch hair while his prick rubbed up and down against the side of Janice's face. And then he had pulled the older woman back, tugged on her hair again until she was frantic with pain, her eyes rounded with sheer terror.

"Take it!"

Janice had no choice. With a groan of defeat, she opened her mouth, letting Hank slide his cock halfway in before he stopped. Sharon let out a little gasp, feeling her throat constrict as she watched Mr. Harrington's prick disappear slowly between her mother's stretched lips. It was so odd to watch the scene. There was her mother, her legs sprawled out in front of her while that man held her head up from the bed with both hands. And all the while, he was towering over her, overpowering her by sticking his cock in her mouth! Janice's long blonde hair dangled behind her in matted tangles while her face flushed red from the effort of taking all that prickmeat. And he was shoving more into her mouth, actually sliding more of his horrible shaft into her mother's throat! Sharon instinctively put one hand at the base of her neck, swallowing hard as she watched her mother's cheeks puff out.

"Ohhh, yeah, yeah, good head, good head, that's the way," Mr. Harrington moaned, letting his eyes close while his head tilted back. Whatever her mother was doing, it must have been right. She watched with growing fascination as the big man started tensing his thighs, pumping his hips buck back and forth. Each time he drew back, her mother's cheeks sucked in, making her look so thin. And then, when he stopped and shoved forward, they puffed out again. Frothy spittle oozed from the corners of her lips and trickled down the sides of her neck.

"Mmmfmfmfmmffff!"