He talks to Danika

"Your mother is getting what she asked for," he growled, holding Samantha's hips and twitching his cock inside her as she whimpered. Danika's eyes were wide and shocked, fixed on the scene in front of her. Hunter could see that her nipples were stiff and showing as bumps in her t-shirt, and he gave the girl a lazy grin. Samantha was panting, seemingly oblivious to her daughter's presence, consumed by her continuing orgasmic spasms.

"You getting a good view Danika? Got bored of playing with yourself in the window? Is this what you're hoping for?"

"Mr. Collins....I...I....don't...." she stammered, biting her lip as she stared. Hunter rocked his hips, pumping his cock into Samantha and making her moan insensibly as he continued to smile at the blonde teen. "Oh My God!" the girl gasped as her mother writhed and groaned on Hunter's cock, looking entirely slutty and wanton. "Oh My God Mom!"

"Your mother's been needing a cock for months Danika. A ripe woman like her needs regular fucking. So does a ripe young girl like you. Come here girl. Come here and let me take care of you." He smiled as he beckoned to her, seeing the excitement and anxiety battling in her face.