You get gagged

The hand keeps your head pushed all the way down Mr Fowler's hard-on. Pushed to your limits, Jack's fucking is pushing the phallus further down your throat. You push back on the hand as the prick makes you gag and it lets you up a bit but then forces you back down. You start to see stars and reflexively pull off.

Coming up for air you leave a long trail of spit on Mr Fowler, coughing and spluttering. Your sight is impaired as you gasp for air.

Liz deciding to be vicious. The thought flashes through your head.

As you gather yourself you become aware of the fucking movement having stopped. However, you register a slurping sound.

Expecting to see Mrs Fowler in your spot you are a little surprised and very thrilled to see Emily there instead. Her mother guiding the back of the head as she bobs up and down on her father's boner.

Jack is motionless, eyes bugging out at what is happening. This is many steps down the road of what he was prepared for.