The only thing she can do, start swallowing

Instead, Carrie just makes faint gurgling noises from between her mother's thighs as her hand continues to rub furiously at her clit. With a groan Phoebe lifts herself off her daughter's face and you get your first good view of the white sticky mess piled up in your girlfriend's open mouth. Her eyes remain tightly closed and you can see the concentration on her face as she struggles to swallow despite the clump of filth preventing her from closing her mouth. Reaching out to the back of the couch to steady herself, her mother looks down and bites her lip as she sees her daughter's throat convulse helplessly trying in vain to find purchase on the thick mass that protrudes out of her mouth.

Pausing for a second to reach up with her free hand and squeeze one of her heavy naked tits, Phoebe steps around towards the front of the couch. "Here sweetie, let me help you with that," she coos as she mounts her daughter's waist, trapping Carrie's hands between her spread thighs and sending their bodies sagging down into the couch. Carrie groans and tries to steady her head as it's pulled back up onto the armrest and some of her mother's ass egg is sent rolling down her chin. "Hush, hush, hush, dear, don't fret." Her mother stops for a second to lovingly and gently pinch up the stray waste and carefully place it back on top of the pile.

With Carrie's eyes still firmly shut, her mother presses her left forearm across her daughter's chest and slowly leans her weight forwards. With her other hand she reaches up and softly begins scooping the loose egg dotted around her daughter's face back into her mouth. "There's a good little toilet whore aren't you? Just lie back and let mommy help you **** down her ass filth." With that she suddenly shoves two fingers into the center of her daughter's mouth forcing a glob of egg and ass slime down her struggling throat. Immediately she pulls her fingers back and clamps her hand down over her daughter's mouth just in time to catch the **** cough. Carrie's throat convulses and her cheeks bulge wider as her mouth strains pointlessly against her mother's hand. Her hips buck but it barely shifts her mother's fat rump and her struggles are useless against the older woman's weight bearing down on her chest.

"From the day I shat you out I knew you'd turn out to be a worthless gutter slut," Phoebe spits as she leans her face towards her daughter's staring into her still closed eyes as she struggles. Her expression softens. "A mother just knows these things," she whispers as she softly presses her lips against the tip of her daughter's nose. She pulls back for the barest instant before quickly dragging her tongue up one side of her daughter's nose. "I'm so proud that you understand..." another longer lick up the other side, "...that the only way a dumb slut like you..." another lick right down the center, "...would ever be able to get a man..." a large lick sticking her tongue into the clear liquid pooled around Carrie's eye, "...is to let him buttfuck your mother..." another lick pressing hard against the other eye, "...while you swallow down my ass filth like an eager toilet whore." With that she begins to lick frantically around Carrie's face. Stunned for a moment Carrie's eyes dart open with the realization that her throat is still stuffed full of fetid ass food. Panicked, she struggles limply against her mother's hands before composing herself and closing her eyes.

Her throat quivers slightly, then bulges obscenely as it finally gets a grasp on the sticky mass filling Carrie's mouth, sending a huge clump down into her stomach. She takes short ragged breaths through her nose, her mother's hand still clamped firmly over her mouth. For a second the room is frozen with only the sound of Carrie's muffled gasps then Phoebe slowly lifts her hand away from Carrie's face as if threatening to slam it back should Carrie move. Instead, Carrie groans and slowly starts to close her lips around the foul white mess that still presses against her cheeks. You notice one hand flapping pathetically, trapped against the outside of her leg and her mother's thigh and you realize the other is stuck entirely beneath her mother's ass.

"Well?" You glance back at their faces and see Phoebe looking at you, "Are you going to buttfuck your girlfriend's mother while she swallows my ass filth?" She asks with mock curiosity raising her hand close to her face to beckon you towards her. As you begin to move Phoebe looks down and notices her fingers are covered in a thick layer of slime from Carrie's mouth. Without ceremony she turns back and firmly wipes her hand on the top of Carrie's head. Carrie groans her assent and begins to chew loudly as you climb onto the couch behind her mother and get your first real view of Phoebe's asshole since she expelled her load down her daughter's throat. You draw in your breath and begin to unzip as you drink in the sight of her sphincter, still gaping and winking slightly, smeared with white egg funk.

"Please **** me hard." You look up from her wide ass to see Phoebe turning her head back towards you. "It's been two decades since I was ****, I mean properly ****." She turns to Carrie, a hint of wistfulness in her voice, "Not since your father." Carrie pauses in her exaggerated chewing and makes the only motion she can leaning her head forwards, her mother leans back a little pressing her rump against your hard cock as you kneel behind her. Phoebe reaches up with both hands and gently cradles her daughter's face as she leans forward and plants a soft kiss on her forehead. The moment of tenderness is broken when Phoebe turns back to look at you. "Please, my ass feels so empty since I shit those eggs into your girlfriend's wh-"

Her words trail off into a moan as you shove your cock downwards into her sloppy ass, pushing a loose clump of egg back up inside her. Your cock slides forwards without resistance as Phoebe lets out a long low moan. It quickly becomes a gasp as you lean towards her and grip her hair tightly. Wrapping your other arm around her waist you pull her upwards until her hole is level with your hips twisting her head back roughly in the process. You hear a wet slap and look down past the glorious sight of your cock stuffed between Phoebe's cheeks to see Carrie's newly freed hand start assaulting her clit. An exaggerated gulping sound a moment later makes you look up to catch Carrie's throat swallow down a chunk of the rancid filth that floods her mouth and she begins to chew again as you start to fuck her mother's thick ass in earnest.

With her body in place you let go of Phoebe's hair, using both hands to grip her hourglass hips you pull her back roughly with each thrust of your cock, her heavy breasts swinging wildly above her daughter's face. A raw moan starts in her throat interrupted by sharp gasps in time with the wet slapping sounds of you pounding your cock home into her ass. Without your grip on her hair her head lolls forwards, breathing in ragged pants between her groans. Carrie lifts her head slightly as she feels the weight shift and finds herself face to face with her mother. She smiles wide, the flecks of egg barely visible against her teeth. Then she begins grinding her back teeth slowly. She quickly builds pace, her breathing ragged, then starts to open her jaw wider and wider until she's obscenely gnashing at the foul white mess in her mouth.

"Fuck, that's my worthless little toilet whore," pants Phoebe as her right hand reaches up and gasps at Carrie's neck. She shifts her weight slightly and takes a light grip on Carrie's throat as her daughter continues to swing her jaw and make loud smacking sounds. "Stick out that dirty whore tongue and let momma spit some more slime into your toilet mouth." Phoebe hocks, her head bouncing wildly as your pace increases. Carrie sticks out her tongue, a small white mass still resting atop it, and makes a loud Ahhh noise. You slam deep into Phoebe's ass letting your cock rest there and her customary moan of appreciation turns into one of confusion as she throws her head back towards you, a pleading look in her eyes.

You reach forwards and grab her by the roots of her hair pulling her mouth a half inch above her daughter's. She gets the message and spits down into the white mess that still gums up Carrie's mouth. Phoebe gives a loud squeal of satisfaction as you slam your hips backwards. You look down at Phoebe's distended asshole, your cockhead now also covered in white flecks of egg sitting just outside her wide gaping hole, Carrie's hand humping hard against her own crotch beneath you. Phoebe begins a long pleading mewl as she tries in vain to push herself back against your firm grip on her hips. Her asshole, loose and limp from its vigorous pounding, winks wider for an instant before it starts to slowly close and Phoebe's mewl is cut short as your ram your cock back home.

"Yes, yes, yes" she gasps as you pound her ass hard, ragging her body back and forth with each thrust. She looks down towards her daughter, still sticking out her tongue now coated in thick green slime. Adjusting her arm she presses the palm of her hand softly against her daughter's chin. "That's right, be a good little toilet slut for momma and flush down her ass filth into your sewer tummy." Carrie closes her lips and starts to swallow in earnest. As her mother begins softly massaging her throat, Carrie gulps down mouthful after mouthful of her thick anal mess.

Suddenly, after a particularly large swallow, Carrie stops and opens her mouth, sticking her tongue out to loll against her chin, a thin glaze of white muck coating her tongue. "Ahhh?" she intones with a question in her voice. Her mother looks down, her face bouncing wildly in front of her daughter's. Not willing to risk another break in her pounding she quickly hocks and spits, hitting her daughter's nose and sending a glob of spit flowing down her cheek. Phoebe presses upwards with her hand, closing Carrie's jaw and clamping down on her mouth once again.

"Just swallow it all down you stupid little ass dump whore." Carrie swallows loudly as her mother continues, "You're momma's little toilet whore now and she's gonna fill you full of shit." Carrie swallows once more and you realize her mother is pinching her nose between finger and thumb, and pushing her jaw tight with her hand. "Momma's gonna **** you with her shit baby. Aha, she's gonna fill all of your holes with her fetid ass slime. She's gonna shove so much filth down into your fucking sewer stomach that it looks like you're pregnant with a shit baby." Phoebe babbles wildly as her daughter's breathing comes in struggled gasps beneath her hand.

"I'm gonna drown you in my shit you worthless little fucking whore. I'm gonna hold your face against my ass and shit and shit and shit..." Her voice trails off into moans as her head lolls forwards into her daughter's shoulder and her grip on Carrie's face loosens. Carries leans her head back and opens her mouth panting for breath, in response her mother just shits her hand onto the armrest helping her push back against your wild thrusts both of you lost in lust.

Catching her breath Carrie wiggles a little and frees an arm wrapping it around the back of her mother's head and bringing her lips up against her mother's ear. "Thank you for dinner mummy," she intones loudly in a childish sing song voice. Phoebe lets out a long low moan from the back of her throat that quickly builds in intensity and pitch until suddenly Carrie lets out a loud burp. Phoebe's moan becomes a squeal as the burp catches in Carrie's throat and she wretches with a look of wide alarm in her eyes. She snaps her mouth closed and her cheeks bulge outwards as her stomach forces a wave of rancid ass vomit back into her mouth. Her mother wails like a banshee and her bowels clamp down on your cock as her daughter's throat convulses again forcing a wave of thin yellow brown filth to flow across her face, most of it running down her chin sticking her black dress against her tits.

You tighten your already vice like grip on Phoebe's hips and pull her sharply backwards as you slam your hips home. Your balls tighten and Phoebe lets out a satisfied groan punctuated by her short breaths as you begin to dump your cum deep inside her bowels. She arches her back and wiggles her hips back against you, wrenching herself free of her daughter's arm as her head flies upwards. Grasping out at the back of the couch she pushes her ass against you with all she has but only succeeds in forcing your hips, already pressed tight against her ass, backward half an inch before you rectify the situation and give one last thrust sending Phoebe forwards as her hips shake and your last spurt of cum paints her insides.

You mind awash with bliss you realize you've started to fall forwards across Phoebe's back. Looking up with half lidded eyes you see another tiny spurt of vomit **** its way from Carrie's lips and go flowing over the pools of thin yellow muck covering her eyes to join the thick white slime now drying in her hair. She seems to get her throat under control and takes a deep swallow, her overstretched cheeks retracting slightly as she does. Satisfied that she's ok you collapse backwards onto the couch with a loud popping sound as your deflating cock comes free from Phoebe's ass.

Looking towards them you see that Carrie's hand is still attacking her clit as you hear her swallowing down the rest of the mixture. You reach your hand out to caress Phoebe's impossibly wide ass. A thin glean of sweat glistens over her cheeks still swaying gently as she gives a contented groan at your touch. Your eyes are drawn to the deep crevice between her globes where sweat and egg have congealed into a white sheen punctured only by the battered remains of Phoebe's sphincter. Still twitching wildly in time with Phoebe's quiet gasps, her mind still fully focused on the loose defeated muscle. You watch as her ass slowly and sporadically closes down to a tight brown pucker. Beneath her Carrie's hand begins to slow and you hear her begin to start whispering softly.

"I love you mom," Carrie intones softly. "I- I love you sweetie," Phoebe replies nuzzling her head into Carrie's shoulder.

"Let me squeeze out mom, I need to get up."