The fourth man came.
Tall. Thin. His cock long and curved, the head pink and leaking. He moved beside the scarred man, stroking himself, watching the thick mother's pussy being pounded, watching the way her lips dragged around the scarred man's shaft on each withdrawal.
He grabbed her ass.
His hands pressing into the heavy cheeks, spreading them apart, exposing the dark, tight pucker of her anal between them.
"No—" The sound came out around the fat man's cock, muffled, desperate. "Mmph — nngh — not there—"
He pressed his cock against her anal.
The head, wet with his own pre-cum, pushing against the tight ring, the pressure building, the resistance of her body trying to hold him out.
He pushed.
The head popped through.
"HNNNGH — MMPH — AAANGH—"
The scream around the fat man's cock was louder than before, the vibration of it making the fat man groan and thrust deeper into her mouth, his hands grabbing her hair.
"Fuck, she's vibrating—" he groaned.
