No, but it is time for bed

“Oh, don’t die on me, bitch!” Kateshi chuckled. Reaching down, he grabbed a handful of soaked brunette hair and roughly yanked Nancy’s head above the surface. Usually, the sharp pain in her scalp would have made her cry out in pain, but at this point Nancy was preoccupied with taking a wheezing breath.

Kateshi sneered at the spluttering woman. Holding her in position on her knees by her hair he stepped closer and proceeded to slap his fat erection across her nose and cheeks, making her flinch.

“Mmmhnooo!” she protested, still coughing. She tried to push him off, but was too weak, only succeeding in making him laugh.

“You have a serious **** fetish, bitch!” Kateshi grinned, “Let’s explore that some more!”

Nancy let out a weak scream as she was dragged out of the tub by her hair. Water splashing everywhere, she fell hard onto all fours on the bathroom floor and before she could gather her thoughts, Kateshi dragged her along, yanking her by her hair into the suite’s bedroom as she struggled to follow, wincing in pain.

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The sight of Nancy McKenna’s ****, bewildered face as she was dragged - butt-naked, dripping wet, on all fours, by her hair by a dude covered in bad tattoos towards the bed where further defilements surely awaited her - absolutely made up for every time her cocky confidence had annoyed Fletcher.

“Yeah, come bring that slut center-stage!” Fletcher grinned, the shock he had just received forgotten. Hacking briefly at his laptop he was delighted to find that Kateshi seemed to have linked his own laptop up with the smart tv in his room and within seconds Fletcher had access to the camera, giving him a second angle on the unfolding action. He could hardly decide which view he liked better. Nancy’s flushed, stunned face or that well-rounded ass as she crawled with her blushing, utterly used pussy bulging out between her thighs.

“Aah… P-please…” Nancy squealed, face distorted in discomfort as Kateshi hauled her up onto the bed, leading her crawling to the center of the big mattress before jumping atop as well.

“Fucking little slut needs another lesson!” Kateshi growled, eliciting another cry from Nancy when he pulled her head down, forcing the side of her face down to the sheets before standing and placing his left foot on her temple.

“Oww!” Nancy protested as her face was mashed deep into the soft mattress, grimacing.

“Shut up!” the mumble-rapper snapped at her, painfully grinding the sole of his foot to drive his domination home.

Fletcher marveled at his twin perspectives, which he had divided on each side of his huge screen. On the left, Nancy’s face all but disappeared in the bedding. He could only make out her right eye, peering at him from underneath Kateshi’s long, slender toes. On the right screen, Nancy’s upraised ass was pointed at the camera. The afternoon sunlight falling in through the room’s huge window front illuminated it all perfectly as Kateshi’s hand came down hard on her shapely left buttock.

SMACK!

“Oww!” Nancy screamed out, taken by surprise. She bucked at the pain, but Kateshi’s foot on her head kept her pinned down in her submissive position, **** to an equally hard slap to her other cheek.

SMACK!

“Aaah!”

“Shut your mouth!” Kateshi berated her, underlining his words by increasing the pressure on her skull before he took aim again at Nancy’s posterior.

SMACK!

Fascinated, Fletcher watched the decorated LAPD detective receive a harsh spanking at the hands of the thug. Each ringing smack made her butt jiggle enticingly and colored it a little redder, each impact made her cry out loudly in pain. Soon, her well-formed bum was a glowing shape of red and Nancy grunted in pain with each one, her fingers gripping the bedsheets so tight her knuckles blanched.

Meanwhile, her cunt - just as reddened as her butt from the serious poundings that Kateshi had put up on it - was on full display between her thighs. Her neat sex looked properly used, swollen labia gaping slightly and smeared in pussy juices.

SMACK!

Nancy’s plump bottom was sore and flushed when Kateshi finally relented. Grabbing her by her hair again, he pulled her back up to all fours, bringing Nancy’s face close to his. Tears sparkled in her beautiful brown eyes, but there was also a gleam of indignant determination as she glared back. Without another word, the young thug spat a thick gob of saliva right onto the bridge of her nose, causing her to flinch in surprise.