By the time Jack stopped slapping her tits, the creamy flesh was a bright red, but her nipples jutted up even harder than before. Her cunt was made wetter, dripping juices now. The pink pussy lips seemed to open and close, and her cunt looked harder.

Howie grabbed at his own cock as he crouched, squeezing it, breathing heavily. The desire to fuck his cock into his mother's cunt was stronger than ever.

Jack scooted up toward Joan's tits, his cock sliding between them Howie gasped as he saw the man close his mother's tits about his cock and fuck back and forth. His mother was no longer sobbing, but holding her head up, her eyes on the head of his cock as it appeared between her tits.

"Let me suck it, darling," Howie heard his mother say. "Let me suck your cock."

"Not yet, Joan," Jack grunted. "But you know I love to suck it," Joan whimpered.

"Shit, you'd suck any cock you could get your fucking hands on," Jack taunted.

"I would," Joan replied, licking her lips hungrily as she watched his piss hole drip hot juices on her flesh. "You know I would."

"But only if I tell you to, right?"

"Yes," Joan whispered.

"You love to suck cock so much, you'd even suck Howie's cock if I told you to, wouldn't you?"

Joan's breath caught, her eyes darting up to his face.

"Answer me, you cunt!" he snarled, and he slapped Joan's face.

"Owwww!" Joan howled, her head snapping to one side from the force of the slap. "That hurt, Jack!"

"Of course it hurt," he said. "I meant it to hurt. You have to answer me when I ask questions."

"Sack, you're going too far," Joan pleased. "You're supposed to just tie me up and hit me a little, that was the agreement."

"I've changed the rules, bitch."

Joan stared unbelieving up at him. She felt his cock throbbing so sweetly between her tits, her tit flesh slippery with the hot juices that dripped. She squirmed her naked ass against the mattress. Her cunt was boiling, clenching rightly.