Fucked hard, fucked deep!

Lacey struggles against the birdlime. The sticky stuff coats her hands and knees, keeping her glued to the board. Sticky stuff of another nature leaks from her stretched asshole, the cum running down the furrow between her round ass cheeks. As she comes down from her own orgasm, as she starts to think coherently again, Lacey finds herself immensely thankful the black staff member came in her ass and not her unprotected pussy. Since she's not on any birth control, she'd likely be bouncing a brat off her knee in nine months if he'd managed to get his cock and his cum inside her hot, wet pussy.

Danny D interrupts her thoughts with a slap of his thick cock across her cheek. "Hello? Earth to Lacey? I just asked if you're ready for what comes next on Fucked or Fortune!" He gestures for two staff members, the first fully dressed staff members Lacey has seen, to come over. The two men take hold of the board she's stuck to and carry it to a clearer area of the warehouse floor, away from the other boards covered in birdlime. When they set her down, Lacey chews at her lower lip to see the bulges in their jeans, wondering if losing on Fucked or Fortune means all the staff get a turn at her tight holes.

Danny D appears at her side again, her gaze drawn to the ten inch cock jutting from the fly of his suit trousers. With a hand on the side of her head, he pulls her face in close against his cock, his shaft draped across her nose, his balls against her lips as she can't help but inhale the musky scent of his cock and balls. Into his mic, Danny D says, "Let's get a good shot for the website, something to commemorate Lacey's loss here." He smiles for the cameras as flashes go off, all the while Lacey has that fat cock draped across her pretty freckled face.

When Danny D steps away and walks around behind Lacey, she turns her head to try and follow his movements, biting into her bottom lip and staring at her own lifted hips. If she could will him into taking her ass like the black man had, she would. The idea of Danny D stretching her hot, little asshole scares her terribly, but anything would be better than taking him in her pussy, than risking a creampie when she's not on birth control.

Danny D kneels down behind her. He takes hold of her plump ass cheeks and spreads them as if contemplating which hole to fuck. Her cheeks burn with a blush as she looks up to the overhead monitors, to the closeups of her bared asshole and pussy, her asshole gaped and slick with cum whereas her pussy looks all nice and tight, for now, her outer lips dewy with her own nectar. Danny D whistles and says, "Oh wow, that's what we call a gaped asshole, folks! Our staff member really got in there good!" He drags the broad head of his cock over Lacey's pussy. "Course, I'm always happier in a wet pussy, myself."

Lacey is not above begging as she looks back to him and says, "Please, Sir. Not my pussy. Anywhere but there. I'll do anything!" She tries to close her thighs, the birdlime gluing her knees to the board keeping her legs good and spread.

Danny D taps the end of his mic against his chin as if to appear thoughtful, all the while rubbing his plump cockhead against her pussy. "Hmm. A contestant pleading with me to stay out of her pussy... where have I heard that before?" His hand on her hip holds her still as he eases forward, all the monitors showing closeups of her outer lips starting to part for his cockhead. "Oh yeah. Every damn day on Fucked or Fortune!" A solid thrust sinks the first few inches of his cock inside her, stretching her poor pussy already as Lacey cries out, her thighs trembling.

The fucking that follows could not be called gentle. Danny D lets go of her hips only to reach forward and wrap her ginger braids around both fists, her body pulled back into his forceful thrusts by her hair. Each thrust wedges more and more of his cock inside her, her pussy dripping with her nectar from the rough fucking, her cream coating his shaft. The overhead monitors showcase each moment of the pussy pounding action, Lacey's eyes rolling skyward and her tongue lolling from her mouth as she's fucked senseless, unable to focus on anything other than the wonderful sensation of her pussy stretching to try and fit that fat cock.

Despite her begging only a moment before, Lacey soon starts to push back into his thrusts, fucking her hot pussy back onto his girthy shaft. She takes his entire ten inch length and gasps and moans aloud, his balls slapping against her clit in a fast crescendo. As she cums, as her pussy clenches down hard on the thick shaft stretching her, Lacey gasps out, "F-Fuck y-yes! I'm cumming on this cock!" Wet squelches accompany his every thrust into her soaked inner folds.

Danny D rams himself inside her so deep the monitors can only show closeups of his heavy balls nestled up against her spread nether lips. Hot spurts of cum soon gush out past the base of his fat cock. She cums on his cock again, the small of her back dipping down as she presses her hips back as if to hold his cock as deep inside her as she can manage. All of her thoughts about what this creampie might lead to have melted from a mind fixated only on cumming as much as she can now.

Taking up his mic again, Danny D says into it, "If any of you watching at home think you can do better than Lacey here, then give it your best shot! Everyone who competes on Fucked or Fortune always walks out either..."

He pulls on one of Lacey's braids to **** her to look back to him as he holds the mic to her mouth. Lacey takes the cue and says, "Fucked!" She ends the line with a throaty moan as Danny D chooses that moment to again push his slimy, cum-covered cock deep inside her soaked, stretched pussy.

"Or with a fortune! Thank you all for watching this episode of Fucked or Fortune!" Danny D slips his cock out of her pussy, and the cameras show a closeup of the creampie coating her folds before fading to black.