Pick her up and flip her over

Nancy was feeling better than she had in a long time. The mixture of a pleasant buzz that she got from the **** and the debauched pleasure of sucking the dick of a man that she knew well and never considered as someone she would like to fuck was heady, sending shivers up her spine. She really liked giving blowjobs too, it was a fascination of hers that she admittedly was a bit embarrassed about. She loved the feel of a hard dick in her mouth, the way she was on her knees, yet felt in control as she bobbed up and down and she really had a thing making them sloppy and slutty. It was strangely liberating.

Yet, she hardly ever dared to do them the way she liked. She wasn’t the one-night-stand-type of girl and in her relationships she was always worried that performing the way she wanted, like a slut, would change the dynamic of the relationship in some way. Every time she had blown Patrick, she had held back because of her fears.

With Fletcher on the other hand, she had no such inhibitions. She knew he wanted to fuck her, he didn’t even try to hide it really. She knew he respected her as a person, but that never stopped him from also viewing her as something of a fuck fantasy. That meant, that there wouldn’t be a change in their dynamic if she let loose and with the courage of **** she allowed herself the luxury of sucking his gigantic porn star cock in just the sloppy, slutty, spit-fueled way she wanted.

“God, yeah, Nancy!”

The big hackers grunt made her look up at him and she felt another thrill at the expression of pure pleasure on his face. He kept a firm grip on her hair, but really mostly followed her movements, guiding her a little instead of controlling her. Deciding to give him another visual treat, she angled her face slightly to the side, making the thick head of his cock bulge against her cheek, distending it in a lewd way before his tip popped free. She grinned at the visible shudder that ran through his body, motivating to repeat this action several times before she stuck her tongue out as far as she could. Looking him deep in the eyes, she then proceeded to slap the underside of his cock against the spongy, pink flat of her tongue repeatedly before she turned her head to basically slap his hard length all over her face, giggling with **** joy.

“Oh, you little slut!” The detective’s shameless display finally caused Fletcher to snap. This was too good to be true, so he would not just sit back and relax. With a grunt, the huge man stood up, towering high over the much smaller, kneeling woman, who he still held by her hair.

“Something wrong?” Nancy grinned cheekily up at him. Her beautiful face was smeared with her rapidly drying saliva, a rapid alteration from the usually collected, prim-and-proper woman.

Instead of replying, Fletcher bent down and grabbed her. Nancy gasped in surprise as he picked her up, still surprised by his strength as he hoisted her into the air almost effortlessly. She then squealed with a mixture of shock and joy when the big man basically flipped her over, turning her upside down and holding her there. Instinctively, Nancy wrapped her arms around his waist to hold herself, then giggled again as she found herself face to face with his swaying, spit-shined cock ending up in a standing 69 position. Fletcher held her in place easily by wrapping one arm around her body, hugging her against him, while his other grabbed her hair in a much more decisive manner than before.

“Open!” he simply said, his voice having a demanding tone that made the horny detective grin before she eagerly complied, just in time before Fletcher basically shoved her down, stuffing her mouth with cock and making her gag. However, this time, he was in charge and he intended on taking full advantage. Instead of letting her proceed at her own time, he briefly pulled back, then **** her back down, eliciting another violent retching reaction. Snot burst from both of Nancy’s nostrils and syrupy saliva drooled from her mouth, running down her upside-down face. The hacker didn’t let up though and began fucking her face in earnest, using Nancy’s mouth like a disposable onahole.

“Oh fuck, yeah!” Fletcher groaned contently, basking in the warm, wet contractions of Nancy’s spluttering mouth. This was what he had always wanted to do to her ever since he first saw her. Turn that smug, cocky detective into his own, helpless sextoy. Just ragdoll her, treat her like she deserved. He just hadn’t honestly thought he’d ever get the chance…

Looking down, he couldn’t help but smile. Due to the vast difference in height between them, Nancy couldn’t rest her thighs on his shoulders for balance like she usually would in this situation, so her legs sort of flailed about as he used her, ultimately dropping to the sides so she was almost performing an upside-down split. This effectively opened up and presented Nancy’s wet pussy right up to him, giving him a much closer, much better look at her snatch and if he had ever needed proof of how much she was into this he had it now. Her caramel-colored snatch was completely soaked! Her pussy lips were swollen and gleamed in the room’s dim light and he could even see the small, pink clit peek out from under its hood. This was a woman who really needed to get fucked.

Further encouraged by this, Fletcher increased the intensity of his oral onslaught even more, loving the retching and slobbering sounds Nancy made. In the mirror, he got a full-length view of the action, of how tiny she looked in his arms. Smirking, he decided to keep her down for a moment, delighted by the way she kicked air as he pressed against the back of her throat when she once again floored him. One moment, the huge, bulbous head of cock was pressed up against the tiny opening at her pharynx, then the next moment that opening expanded and his cock slid down Nancy’s throat.

“FUCK!” the big hacker shouted in surprise at being deepthroated, something he wouldn’t have thought possible. Immediately it became obvious though, that Nancy had – proverbially – bitten off more than she could chew as she immediately retched violently and instinctively tried to pull back for breath. However, Fletcher had other ideas and was in the dominant position. Now that she had brought this into play he wasn’t just going to accept going back and he easily kept Nancy’s head where it was, easily holding her in position.

“Relax, Nancy! Just for a little bit!” he grinned, mercilessly fucking the helpless Latina’s throat. He barely felt her short fingernails digging into his buttocks, the feeling of her velvety throat enveloping his shaft was too overwhelmingly amazing! He chuckled as she gagged and another explosion of her slimy spit soaked his crotch, knowing that it would then messily drool down her face.

Nancy had **** but to endure. She felt more helpless than she had in a long time. She wasn’t worried, due to her training with the arms she knew she could hold out minutes without oxygen, so she allowed herself to relax, watching Fletcher’s heavy balls swing right in front of her eyes. The feeling of having her throat distended by the biggest cock she had ever seen thrilled her and the slimy, drooling mass that cascaded down her face made her feel raunchier than she ever had. She didn’t regret her choice for a moment.

“You! Dirty! Fucking! Slut!” Fletcher growled. Feeling her acceptance, he began thrusting his hips to shunt even more of his cock inside her mouth. He could feel his shoulders getting tired. The acrobatic position was quite the strain on him as he was carrying Nancy basically with one arm, so he decided to get one final sprint in, skullfucking her with everything he had and basking in every moment.

When his muscles burned with exhaustion he finally turned towards the bed and more or less tossed Nancy on top like she was a puppet. She landed on her back, tits jiggling from the impact as she briefly bounced off the mattress and Fletcher got a good look at his work.

“Holy fucking shit!” he panted, wiping some sweat off his brow as he caught his breath while Nancy wheezed, but barely moved. She was quite obviously dazed from what they had done.

She was utterly defaced! There wasn’t an inch of skin on her face that wasn’t coated and smeared with slimy spit as it had run “up” her face, hiding her gorgeous, exotic features under a mask of rapidly drying saliva that even soaked her hair. He could hardly make out her eyes, which were pretty much glued shut by a layer of glistening drool that left her blind.

However, as she slowly regained her breath he could see a small, naughty smile play around her lips, followed by an elated, if slightly hoarse, giggle. This was like her most debauched fantasy coming to life!