Sheila Marie and Alana Rains

Alana's the kind of girl who's always checking up on her mom like it's her full-time job. Sheila's already got enough headaches juggling big athletes, but none of them hit quite like Flash Brown. That man's dick has got its own fan club and draw her in every time. Then the door swings open. Alana catches Mom on her knees with twelve thick inches of black meat stretching her jaw and that's not the skin tone she's used to seeing around the house. Her face drops. Flash keeps that smooth player smile, palms both of them closer, and in minutes Alana's concern flips to pure greed. She's pissed Mom won't share. They pass his cock back and forth, spit shining every vein, then Flash lines their wet holes up like he's picking plays. He folds Alana first, her tight ring stretching wide around that wrist-thick shaft while Sheila works two fingers in her own cunt. Sheila tries to tap out when it's her turn but Flash isn't offering mercy—he sinks straight into her virgin asshole until his balls slap skin. By the final round both generations of white pussy are wrecked and dripping, faces glazed, Flash smirking like he just signed the deal of the century.