Hidden in the corner was a phone pointed towards them. He tried hard to think of anything else, but in the end all he could think about while he stroked his cock, was his mothers breasts, beating upon the back of the couch like a drum while she was fucked from behind. ‘Hi my prostitute mother is being abused? Thump. No words were spoken. “Yeah you are, what a good little girl, your daddy’s good little cock sucker.” He put his hands on the back of her head again and tried to guide her once more, and once more she brushed his hands away. He wanted to call the cops but was too scared to look away incase something happened. “Adda girl.” He withdrew his fingers and pulled her ass cheeks apart and started feeling her, gliding his slick fingers up and down her crack. Alex wanted to gasp but found himself paralyzed with fear. She cried. The full length of his cock, burying itself in her asshole. What would he say anyways? The full length of his cock, burying itself in her asshole.
