No, he mustn't, her young mind realized with clarity! If he were to catch them, he'd kill them both! I pray that he doesn't come home! Please, God, don't let my father come home and see this, she begged in silence.
Her eyes remained glued to the spectacle and further loathing coursed through her, convincing her even more that she must leave home. Christy's mother began twirling her tongue around the moist stickiness of the blood-inflated head. Then she sucked even more furiously. His c**k was sawing rhythmically in and out of her mouth like a fastdriving piston.
The man thrust his loins forward, cruelly slamming his hips and balls against her face and ramming his fully erected c**k deep into her hungry mouth. God, how can she take it, Christy asked herself? It must be at least eight inch
