Use those big tits!

His answer surprised her however. “I want you to use those big titties!” Beretta grinned, greedily leering at her round, bare breasts, “Use those funbags to get me cleaned up!”

Nancy looked down at her heaving breasts. Her nipples stood obscenely erect, small, light-brown nubs topping her full orbs. Her cleavage was flushed red with arousal and exertion and saliva had dropped from her chin to messily splatter all over her c-cups. She looked back up at Vincent and for a second he thought she would argue with him on this point, but then the detective just meekly cupped her tits with her hands and obliged.

“Holy shit, those are nice!” Beretta groaned as Nancy proceeded to wrap her tits around his shaft. They were big enough to fully engulf his cock, surrounding him into a warm, soft embrace that was more than pleasing to the eye with only the head of his big cock barely peeking out on top.

“L-like this?!” Nancy asked, insecure as she used her hands to clasp her boobs together. She had heard of a tit-job before, but she had never given one. The feeling of his hot, hard rod pulsing in the valley of her breasts made her flush even more.

“Fuck yeah!” Beretta moaned in bliss, the petal-soft channel of flesh caused another droplet of pre-cum to form at his tip. He pointed at that with his chin. “Lick that up, bitch!”

Without thinking, Nancy obeyed. She bowed down her head and her dainty, pink tongue darted out to lap across his piss-slit, collecting up the salty droplets while maintaining eye-contact. With her beautiful features defaced like this, her hair disheveled and her lips painted slut-red, the capable, smart woman looked like a complete whore.

“Now fuck me!” the gangster demanded hoarsely, “Fuck me with those titties!”

Completely obedient at this stage, Nancy obliged, sliding her pushed-together tits up and down, rubbing them along the length of the thug's big dick, quickly working herself into a rhythm. Her pent-up sexual frustration and the excitement of the encounter had won out for the moment and soon she bobbed up and down on her haunches, the soft slapping sounds of the undersides of her caramel-colored boobs against Beretta's groin filling the seedy hotel room.

“Oh yeah!” Vincent groaned. Forgetting about her earlier threat he grabbed her scalp again in a tight grip and made her bend her face down, bringing her lips closer to his protruding cockhead. Not quite up to speed in her lust-fueled mind, Nancy failed to open her mouth in time and the purple bellend bumped against her lips, leaving another lip-stick mark.

“Clean that up!” he grunted through grit teeth, shuddering at the sensation as she complied, licking the red smudge of his cock, then continuing to flicker her tongue against his tip every time he thrust upwards.

“Good bitch!” he commended. He had spent a couple of times in the interrogation room with Detective McKenna. Over the course of several investigations the Detective had stayed hot on his heels, impressing him with sharp wit and tough attitude, even when his expensive lawyers threw curveball after curveball. The fact that that strong woman and the cheap, defaced slut currently kneeling butt-naked in front of him and servicing him were the same person was mind-boggling. Over months she had gained his respect, but at least in the moment he had no respect at all...

“Spit!” he hissed, holding her head down by hair hair as she wanked him off with her tits, “Spit on those tits!”

Nancy turned her eyes to look up at him, her expression so submissive he felt compelled to add, “... you dumb whore!” While an insult like this usually would have enraged her, Nancy instead obeyed like a well-trained dog. Moving her tongue around in her mouth she brought up as much saliva as she could muster and pursed her lips, dropping a heavy dollop down into her cleavage. The added lubrication was quickly incorporated into the rough titfuck, but Beretta was not satisfied.

“Not like that!” the cuffed gangster scolded her, making her flinch in surprise. “Like this!”

He leaned in and Nancy was shocked when he noisily sniffed back and hawked a huge, slimy loogie right in her face, which splattered wetly across the bridge of her nose and she immediately felt it ooze downwards. She gaped at the man, utterly shocked, causing him to give her a harsh shake by her hair. “Now you!” he ordered, “Spit on those fucking udders!”

The LAPD Detective was utterly horrified to feel her own pussy juices drool down her thigh, making her realize just how primed her body was for this lewdness. Her huge eyes trained on his she turned her face down again and obeyed, pulling up and sending a giant gob of slime down on her own tits.

“Good bitch!” Beretta grinned, “Again!”

He made her repeat the depraved act several times until the valley of her tits was well-lubed with her own drool and his cock pistoned in and out of her cleavage like an oiled machine. The arrogant smirk on the thug's face as he looked deep into her eyes as he ferociously titty-fucked her was going to haunt her for a long time.

“Okay...” Beretta finally allowed her to stop, pushing her back with his hands, “Back to sucking!”