Peeking through the crack in the door, you see her kneeling between two men—one pounding into her mouth while she gags around his thick cock. Tits swinging free, mascara smeared from tears or pleasure (you can’t tell which). The other guy grabs her hair and shoves himself deeper as she gags, saliva dripping onto his thighs. When Dad stumbles in mid-stride, she doesn’t stop—just blinks up at him with lipstick-smudged lips and a challenge: ‘You gonna fucking say something?’ Then he does.
