Daughter and Son Rape Mom pt. 2

Son gets his way with mom, daddy records.

Deb lay there on the bed, her body slick with sweat and trembling from the assault, her torn nightgown hanging off her shoulders and her pussy still throbbing from Mariah's strap-on. She gasped for air, her wrists raw from the tape that Mariah had finally peeled away, but the fear kept her silent, her eyes darting between her daughter and her husband. Mike pocketed his phone for a moment, zipping up his pants with a satisfied grunt, his cum staining the floor near the bed.
Mariah, still buzzing from her climax, straddled Deb's chest, her thighs pinning her mom's arms down. She leaned in close, her breath hot against Deb's ear. 'We're not done yet, Mom. You think that was bad? Wait till Trevor gets a turn.' Deb's eyes widened in fresh horror, shaking her head frantically. 'No, please... not him. Mariah, he's your brother—our son!'
Mike chuckled darkly, already pulling out his phone again to resume recording. 'Go get him, Mariah. Tell him it's time to join the family fun.' Mariah slid off Deb, grabbing a fresh strip of duct tape from the roll on the nightstand. She slapped it over Deb's mouth once more, muffling her desperate pleas, then bounded out of the room naked from the waist down, her strap-on discarded on the floor.
Minutes later, the door creaked open wider, and Trevor stepped in, his 20-year-old frame tall and lean from college sports, his eyes bleary from sleep but sharpening with confusion—and then shock—as he took in the scene. He wore only boxers, his cock already half-hard from whatever Mariah had whispered in his ear to lure him here. 'What the fuck is going on?' he muttered, but his gaze locked on Deb's exposed body, her breasts heaving, her legs splayed and pussy red and swollen.
Mariah pushed him forward, her hand on his back. 'Dad's filming it all, bro. Mom's been begging for this. Hold her down while you fuck her—show her what a real man in the family can do.' Trevor hesitated, glancing at Mike, who nodded encouragingly, the phone steady in his grip. 'Do it, son. She's wet and ready. Rape that pussy like you mean it.' The words hung in the air, twisting Trevor's reluctance into something darker, his cock now fully erect, tenting his boxers.
Deb thrashed as Trevor approached, her muffled screams rising, but Mariah climbed onto the bed, grabbing her mom's flailing arms and pinning them above her head with both hands. 'Stay still, you whore,' Mariah snarled, her knees digging into Deb's sides. Trevor stripped off his boxers, his thick cock springing free—longer than Mike's, veined and throbbing. He climbed between Deb's legs, forcing them apart with his knees despite her kicks.
'Please, Trevor... don't,' Deb's voice cracked through the tape, but he ignored it, his hands gripping her thighs hard enough to leave bruises. Mike circled the bed, capturing the close-up of Trevor's cockhead pressing against Deb's entrance, the way her folds parted unwillingly. 'Push in, boy. Fuck your mother deep.'
Trevor thrust forward, burying his cock inside Deb's pussy in one rough shove. She arched off the bed, her body convulsing around the invasion, the stretch burning after Mariah's earlier abuse. He groaned, feeling her walls clench tight despite the resistance, and started pounding immediately—hard, relentless strokes that made her tits bounce with each impact. 'God, Mom, you're so fucking tight,' he grunted, his hips slamming against hers, balls slapping her ass.
Mariah held Deb down firmly, her fingers bruising her mom's wrists as she watched Trevor's cock plunge in and out, coated in Deb's juices. 'Harder, Trevor! Make her scream.' Deb's tears flowed freely, her body betraying her again with slick heat building from the friction, but the terror in her eyes was raw. She bucked up, trying to throw him off, but Trevor just pinned her hips down, driving deeper, his tip hitting her cervix with punishing force.
Mike zoomed in on the penetration, the wet squelch of Trevor's cock fucking his wife's pussy filling the room. He panned up to Deb's face, twisted in pain and unwanted sparks of pleasure, then to Mariah's gleeful expression as she assisted. 'That's my family,' Mike murmured, his free hand stroking his cock again through his pants. Trevor leaned down, sucking on one of Deb's nipples harshly, biting it until she whimpered, then switched to the other, all while his thrusts grew faster, more erratic.
Deb's muffled cries turned to choked sobs as Trevor flipped her onto her side, Mariah adjusting to keep her arms locked. He lifted one of her legs high, re-entering her from behind, his cock spearing into her at a new angle. The position let him go even deeper, his hand reaching around to rub her clit roughly, forcing her body to respond. 'Cum on your son's dick, Mom. I can feel you squeezing.' Her pussy fluttered, betraying her with a shameful orgasm that milked him, her juices soaking his shaft.
Trevor roared, slamming in balls-deep one last time, his cock pulsing as he unloaded inside her—hot spurts of cum flooding her womb. He kept thrusting through it, grinding against her ass until he was spent. Mariah released Deb's arms only after Trevor pulled out, his cum leaking from her stretched pussy onto the sheets. Deb curled into a ball, sobbing uncontrollably, but Mike kept filming, capturing the creampie and her broken form.
Trevor stepped back, breathing heavy, a mix of shame and satisfaction on his face. Mariah high-fived him, then turned to Mike. 'Got it all, Dad?' Mike nodded, stopping the recording. 'Every drop. This family's closer than ever now.'