He turns the tables on her

He knew that the safest thing to do now was to leave, however, he when he once again looked at the naked, passed-out detective on the floor next to the bed he realized that he did not possess the strength to just leave. He would just have to teach this little cunt another couple of lessons.

A predatory grin spreading on his face, Beretta sauntered over to the prone woman. He lightly nudged her with his toe, which did not cause any reaction. Satisfied, the well-conditioned man bent down and grabbed Nancy, picking her up into his arms and tossing her onto the bed. She landed like a puppet with its strings cut, bouncing off the mattress before coming to rest in the middle of the cheap bed, lying flat on her back with her arms at her sides.

“God damn,” the man could not help but let out an admiring whistle as he looked down at the **** woman lying on the bed in front of him. McKenna really had a banging body. A tight, smooth cunt, firm abs, big, soft tits and a face that put models and actresses to shame. She looked like she had risen straight from some male's fantasy. “You really are L.A.'s finest cum dumpster...”

His eyes lightened up when his own derogative comment caused an idea. Grinning widely, he quickly grabbed the bright red lip-stick from where Nancy had tossed it onto the bed he uncapped it. Nancy gave a small protesting groan in her slumber as Beretta gripped her chin tightly with his left, holding her in place as he began writing on her face. While her lips and chin and even her nose were a mess of spit, snot and lip-stick the upper parts of her cheeks and her forehead were largely still clean. Chuckling with glee at his own mistreatment of the knocked-out cop, Beretta wrote the word 'CUM' in bright red capital letters onto Nancy's forehead, then 'DUMPSTER' on her cleavage.

“Truly L.A.'s Finest!” he mocked as he admired his handiwork before tossing the lip stick aside and grabbing the handcuffs that had chafed his own wrists only a minute ago, “Let's turn these tables completely. See how you like it!” He took a second to consider, then he decided to roll the **** woman onto her front. Pulling both her arms behind her back he slapped the cuffs first around her left, then around her right wrist before pulling them tight, making sure that there was no wriggle room for the cop to escape. Once he was satisfied and certain that there was no chance for her to break free he allowed his attention to linger.

He had gotten a good look of the cop's backside earlier when he had made her strike some poses, but now he had the close-up view. Now he was even able to touch.

“Fucking sweet!” Grinning like a kid on Christmas, Vincent let his fingers roam over the two soft, succulent cheeks of the woman's ass. Her skin felt incredibly soft and smooth and warm to the touch and as he sank his fingertips in they barely gave an inch, honed by hours upon hours of strong, physical exercise.

SMACK!

Giving her right cheek a light slap Beretta watched it jiggle enticingly with the impact before it took its perfect shape again. Mesmerized, he repeated this several times, spreading little taps and slaps all over Nancy's butt-cheeks, making them jiggle up and down until they had taken a pinkish hue and heated up a bit. Finally, he dug his fingertips into the flesh to test the yield, squeezing and groping before he did what he had wanted to do for ages and pulled Nancy's ass-cheeks apart.

“There it is...” he whispered to himself as he gave himself a good look at the Latina woman's pouty, brown asshole, “Fucking sweet!”

Enjoying the sight for a few seconds, Beretta then put his right thumb into his mouth and coated it in his saliva before pushing it right against Nancy's sphincter, rubbing the spit into it in small circles. Grinning he sensed her stir slightly beneath him. She was not awake, not yet, but she would be soon and he planned on giving her a bit of a jolt.

Climbing onto the bed on all fours, Vincent straddled the **** woman's calves, pinning them in place. He then grabbed one of the small pillows from the head-end of the bed, used one hand to lift Nancy's hips and stuffed the pillow underneath, propping her butt up for easier reach. He then spread her cheeks widely again to expose her puckered, brown asshole once more.

“Mmh! Ooh!” Little moans escaped Nancy's lips as her mind slowly rose from the darkness. Her eyes still closed, she gradually came to. Groaning, the first thing she realized was that she had a headache. Where was she? She was lying on top of a soft bed, face-down. She had no idea how she had gotten here. Then she felt something warm and wet and slippery slide across her bumhole. It was a nice sensation. “Fuuuuck!” she groaned and moved her arms to push herself up. Except she couldn't.

“What the...” Nancy's eyes flew open when she realized that her wrists were stuck behind her back. She yanked and tugged, but it was no use. Her breath quickening, eyes wide with the adrenaline surge of panic, she looked up.

As soon as she recognized the hotel room everything came rushing back. Her bursting in, the fight, then... those other things. Ohgod! Nancy closed her eyes in shame as THOSE memories flooded back.

“Aaah!” she gave a girly squeal as the slippery sensation returned, sliding across her anus. Instinctively she tried to turn around, but found her legs were as stuck as her arms were and all thrashing was useless. “No!” she squeaked as the wet swipe came a third time.

Twisting around, Nancy looked back over her shoulder, her eyes widened by fear and she almost screamed with shock when she found a naked Vincent Beretta pinning her down, his face buried deep in between her ass-cheeks as he gave her a wink.

“What are you... Oooh!” she gasped as that nasty, nimble tongue flickered across her asshole again, quickly and consistently this time and it sent weird, pleasurable shudders up her spine, “Don't! Please...”

To her horror the tongue did not retreat, instead it slowly and methodically explored every nook and cranny of her tiny, puckered butthole, lathering it in slimy spit and making her whimper and squirm. Helpless, all Nancy could do was whine and endure as this criminal that she had already captured had his way with her.

“Ooooh!” she moaned, letting her face drop into the sheets in defeat. She tried to clench her butthole against Beretta's tongue, but found that this did not deter him in the slightest as he continued to lick and suck away until her defenses melted away slowly. “Nnoooo!” she mewled as his tongue pushed against her ass and the very tip even managed to penetrate her tiny anal opening, invading her rectum. She did her best to shimmy away, but found that she was still stuck, destined to endure the unwanted pleasure as she was getting tongue-fucked in the ass. “Pleeeaase...”

Vincent chuckled at Nancy's helpless squirming as he consistently kept thrusting his tongue in and out of her asshole. Despite her whining and begging her body responded quite enthusiastically to his actions. Her tiny, clenched sphincter slowly relaxed despite herself, allowing him to gradually push deeper into her ass. The complete and utter shame she felt was just the icing on the cake.

Keeping her cheeks spread wide with his hands he briefly retreated, enjoying the sight of Nancy's spit-gleaming, brown hole winking at him, trying to return to its original tightness. “Damn, McKenna!” he grinned, twisting the knife, “This ass of yours tastes as good as it looks!”

Nancy sobbed, sparkling tears of humiliation brimming in her eyes. The feeling got even worse when she could not stop a pleasurable moan to escape from her lips. Beretta's snickering told her that it had not escaped him either. She heard him noisily collect some saliva and spit it out and then she felt a big, slimy gob splatter right onto her exposed butthole.

Grinning, Vincent returned to eating her ass. Seeing the proud woman reduced to a quivering mess was a huge turn on to him and he savored every degraded moan she gave. He made sure to groan and slurp extra loud to increase her embarrassment as he rimmed her, watching the veins protrude on her arms as she clenched her fists in desperation.

“Please...” Nancy mewled miserably, “No more!”