He gives Nancy the pro treatment

Fletcher’s smile was so wide it almost hurt as he opened the hotel room door. His laptop bag over one shoulder, the big hacker was ready to leave after one of the most intense fuck sessions of his life. Turning the knob, he opened the door and gave one last look back to the bed, where, amidst a mess of ruffled, sweaty sheets, Nancy McKenna’s nude form was sprawled out. Lying on her side, facing away from him, he could hear her soft snoring sounds that she gave off, utterly spent after what had transpired. From where he stood he could see her naked Latina booty in the pale moonlight that fell in through the open curtains of the balcony door and he took another moment to appreciate it.

Her top leg was angled in a way that allowed Fletcher to see her bald, little pussy bulge out and he took another moment to really take her pretty sex in, feeling a pang of regret as he saw the petite slit and knew that he hadn’t even gotten to stick is dick in that. It really was a shame. On the other hand, he really had gotten his money’s worth out of Nancy’s other two holes…

After each of them had gotten a short breather after Fletcher had just reamed Nancy’s asshole doggystyle for the first time, Fletcher had quickly taken control again. Pushing the Latina onto her side, he had grabbed one leg and pulled it up on his shoulder, spreading Nancy’s legs as he nuzzled the head of his cock up against her freshly-fucked asshole again. The way she had looked up at him with her deep, dark eyes, her mouth opening in a slutty gasp when he pushed back in and stretched her out would be burned into his memory forever. After the rough, feral pounding he had put upon her, this position was a lot more intimate and while Fletcher still grabbed her by her hair and held her head in a tight grip as a display of who was in charge, the speed of his thrusts was a lot more relaxed. Both of them took their time for a while, allowed themselves to enjoy the moment, the feel of the fat cock sliding in and out, the widely stretched sphincter wrapped around it, Nancy continuing to play with her pussy to provide an extra layer of pleasure to the carnal anal sex.

Of course, the measured pace had only lasted so long. Seeing Nancy like this, exposed and submissive, peering up at him with big, dark eyes, had reminded Fletcher of who she was. All the times she had shut his playful advances down. All the times she had come to him with an issue that she needed help with, needed a favor, and then acted like it was basically his duty to support her, all while making snarky comments in the background with Syd. He still had not been a hundred percent sure how exactly he had now ended up with his cock up her asshole, but he had decided that he would definitely take the opportunity to make her pay a bit. The expression on her face had been priceless as he had leaned over her, forcing her legs into almost a split with one of her feet on his shoulder, and then went to town on her. Eyes wide and rolling in their sockets, pathetic whimpers pouring from her mouth, she had been unable to do anything but take his punishment as he completely dominated her. He weighed almost double than her athletic, yet petite frame and she had been utterly helpless beneath him, yet loving every second.

She had been completely submissive, taking what he gave her harder and harder for minutes on end, being nothing but a tight, hot hole for him until he had suddenly decided to switch things up. Even now, the disappointed mewling sound the celebrated LAPD Detective had made when he had pulled his cock from her ass brought a smile to Fletcher’s face. He had barely taken a moment to admire the way her anus quickly clenched down and returned back to its original size before he had used her hair to roughly pull her up, eliciting a painful gasp as Nancy was manhandled on all fours. Before she had really known what was going on, he had already shoved his cock into her mouth, fresh from her ass. He had felt her shudder in revulsion the moment she had realized what exactly had just happened, but she had never resisted for as much as a single second, allowing the huge man to fuck her face as rough and hard as he wanted. Taking complete advantage of this, Fletcher had crammed as much of his fat prick down her throat as he had been able to manage, delighting in the pathetic gagging and slobbering on part of the gorgeous Latina. It had been one of the roughest, filthiest throatfucks even Fletcher had ever experienced as Nancy had been utterly overwhelmed and retched constantly with slimy spit exploding over his crotch, but at this point she had been drilled into her submissive role and let him have it, shamelessly letting him use her mouth like a onahole.

She had almost passed out then and there. In fact, in a dark, twisted moment, Fletcher had actually considered **** her out on his cock just for the sheer hilarity, but ultimately he let her off. Panting, gasping and spluttering, her stunning face an utter mess of spit again, Nancy had been severely disoriented once he pulled his cock out, all her attention focused on getting oxygen into her lungs.

Fletcher had used that moment of weakness to make his next move. Dragging the helpless woman behind himself with a complete disregard for her dignity, the black giant had walked over to the balcony door, opened it and stepped outside onto the small platform.

Granted, they had been high up and there weren’t many buildings around that were high enough to grant a vantage point to see them, but there definitely was one. On a balcony of the neighboring hotel sat a group of men and drank beer while enjoying the sunset and it had not been long at all before they had spotted Fletcher and Nancy. Cheers rang over as the colossal black man sat down in a lounger and dragged the curvy Latina over into his lap, making her straddle him in a reverse cowgirl position. Initially, Nancy had whimpered, tried to formulate a protest as she was embarrassed about the fact that she had an audience, but a big cock up her ass had erased those thoughts right away. Soon, she had been moaning like a complete slut, tits jiggling in the sunlight as she received an anal pounding in front of the crowd, thankful that they had been far enough away so they couldn’t make out details.

The idea of all of this being seen, witnessing his total annihilation of Nancy McKenna, had spurred Fletcher on even more. With a hold of her waist, he had made the slut bounce, punishing her tight, little asshole and making her scream under the hollers and whistles of the watching men. Egged on, he had even started slapping her around a little. Even now, Fletcher had to chuckle, but Nancy had appeared to appreciate the open-handed smacks he delivered to her tits and even her face and when he had needed a short break she had taken over, riding his cock with as much power, seemingly as thrilled to have an audience as he was.

Feeling her grind and gyrate in his lap, Fletcher had realized that it was almost his time. Leaning back, he had allowed her to work and make even more of a whore of herself as he had gathered his strength for one more sprint while he did little else but support her movements by fondling her glutes.

When the time had come, he had given her no warning. Nancy had been caught completely unprepared, letting out a shrill yell of surprise among her slutty moans as Fletcher sat up and hooked his hands under her thighs, pulling them up and apart. Robbed of her balance, she had sagged back against him, causing his huge cock to slide deep into her rectum, which had triggered a pleasure-filled, guttural groan, her petite feet kicking in the air. He had then then maneuvered his hands behind her neck, interlacing his fingers and essentially locking the Latina detective into a full nelson, that left her basically immobile in a bent-double position with her spread legs hugged to her body.

A cheer had erupted from the other balcony when he had stood up and Fletcher had felt like a rockstar as he defiled his friend. He had hissed an order into her ear and Nancy had complied, using her hands to spread her buttocks for him, somehow managing to make the entire act even more humiliating. She had been little more than a masturbatory tool then, a hole for him to fuck with a life-support-system around it and the feeling she had gotten from that as he had begun shunting his cock into her had sent her into another orgasm.

He had felt her cum and he made sure to fuck her through it: in an anal full nelson with an audience… it was the experience of a lifetime! Her sphincter clenched down on him, but due to the way he had her pinned in a **** position he had been able to just pound her through it, slamming her poor asshole down on his cock to his heart’s content while a twitching Nancy begged for him to stop as she felt absolutely overloaded. Nonetheless, he had gone through with it and only when Nancy, completely and utterly drained, had sagged back against him, had he lowered her to the floor. In fact, she had been so exhausted, he had to hold her on her knees by her hair so she wouldn’t keel over as he stroked his cock. The drowsy, half-lidded expression had been the final straw and Fletcher had exploded with a roar, shooting sticky white cum over Nancy’s cheeks, nose and forehead, plastering her left eye shut completely before he had jammed his cock between her lips and deposited the rest of his load there, making her suck the last dregs out of it. Heavily out of breath, he had then acted on a whim as he grabbed her face in a way that squeezed her cheeks until her lips had puckered up to form a retarded looking duck face and then spat into her mouth before he had ordered her to swallow.

It was after she had complied that he saw her. Nancy McKenna had looked like she had awoken from a daze and realized what she had been doing. Beneath the streaks of cum he had been able to see her blush as she had peered up at him with one eye, the other glued shut with his jizz. The look of stunned humiliation and the knowledge that she would feel like this once she woke up tomorrow had been enough to give Fletcher the energy to want more. Before she had been able to cope, he had grabbed his cum dumpster by the forearm and, waving their audience goodbye, he had dragged her inside.

Once in the shower, the spray had brought out Nancy’s natural beauty in no time as it washed away the mess of cum and drool, and some rough fondling and light spanking quickly brought the sex-crazed slut back too. She had gasped in surprise when he bent down to kiss her, but had done nothing to resist, accepting his tongue-fueled domination of her mouth as he pressed her up against the tiled wall. It really hadn’t been long until she had ended up on her knees again and as the water washed over her face he had fed her his cock once more. Pressed up against the wall with no room to retreat, she had had little choice but accept it as he fucked her mouth deep, intent on finding out whether he could manage to cram all eleven inches of his rubbery manhood down her throat. Ultimately, he had to give up, however, as Nancy had almost passed out and there were still close to three inches remaining outside, so he had to contend with rubbing his big, black nutsack all over her face and turkey-slapping her as she recovered. He then had made her push her tits together and had poured half a bottle of shower lotion over them, using this as lubrication for an incredibly slippery tit-fuck that had Nancy try her best to flick the tip of her tongue over his emerging dickhead every time he thrust upwards.

If Nancy had thought that she would get the chance to towel off in peace after she stepped out of the shower she would have been utterly mistaken. The dominated woman gasped and flinched as she was roughly grabbed by her soaked hair once again and the huge, black man dragged her back to the bedroom where she had been literally shoved to the floor. Kneeling while laid out over the bed, she had nowhere to go as Fletcher had once again lined his massive cock up with her asshole and went on to pound her hard, giving Nancy’s at this point sore rectum another workover. Utterly cumdrunk, the detective had hoarsely screamed for more as she was pounded, the bed slamming heavily against the wall on each thrust. Thinking back at it, Fletcher was more than a little surprised that there hadn’t been a call from reception for them to keep it down a little as he was positive that the surrounding rooms had gotten an earful.

This had also been the first time he had managed to make her gape. The persistent, powerful pounding had finally proven enough and when he grabbed Nancy’s buttocks in both hands and spread them wide as he suddenly pulled out, her sphincter twitched for a moment, but remained wide open in a lewd display. Utterly fascinated, he had repeated this trick several times, his mind unable to let go of the thought that this was Nancy McKenna he was doing this to.

Nancy had been nothing more than a ragdoll at this point. A fuck puppet that existed for him to use. When he had flipped her over, she had nothing to say, all her usually quick-witted mouth managed was a tired moan and she had only watched with wide eyes as he had grabbed her ankles and folded her double, stacking her into a piledriver position with her knees by her ears.

It had been the perfect position for the grand finale. Her jiggling tits, her tight, utterly untouched, wet pussy, and her stuffed asshole on full display while he could watch the emotions on her tired face. As he assfucked her good and hard one last time, pleasure was written all over her pretty features and she had gasped like a whore, like his whore. He had made her cum one last time, that tiny butthole wrapped around his cock, clenching, milking, until her eyes rolled back into her tired head. The ahegao-like expression of exhausted bliss on her face had been enough for Fletcher too and with a loud roar he had unloaded, pumping a thick, creamy load deep into Nancy’s ass.

Utterly exhausted, both of them had fallen asleep and the sun was already about to come up when Fletcher had stirred, relieved that Nancy was still completely out of it. He really wasn’t sure what had happened but he knew that Nancy was likely going to need a bit of space once she realized, so he had quickly dressed and gathered his stuff before he made it to the door.

Fletcher smiled, taking a last look at one of the world’s best asses before he left the room.

Taking the elevator down, he walked through the empty reception hall. A young, black man was working the reception table, looking like he was about ready to finish the night shift. Fletcher paused for a moment, then headed towards him.

“Morning!” he said with a smile. He just couldn’t help himself. That smile was likely going to stay for a while…

“Morning, sir!” the young man replied with a polite smile, “How can I help you?”

“I would like to pay for my room!” Fletcher said, pulling his credit card from the compact wallet he carried and handing it over, “My girlfriend is still upstairs and still sleeping, but I need to handle some business. Would you be so kind and have a full breakfast sent to her room at… say… 9.30?”

“No problem at all, sir!” the clerk took his card and, checking Fletcher’s name, typed a few things into his computer before handing it back. “A full breakfast will be delivered to room 665 at 9.30 sharp! Everything’s already paid for so your girlfriend is guaranteed a stress-free morning! Have a great day!”

“Good man! Have a great day, too!” Fletcher grinned with a satisfied nod and turned to leave.

Two blackmailing thugs fucked over, Nancy McKenna sodomized… Fletcher really was satisfied with yesterday’s work!