She completes the mission but has a rough way back

The USB stick. Nancy tried to stand, but found that her limbs had not recovered enough as her legs buckled and she fell back to the floor. Humiliated, the detective resorted to crawling and slowly made her way around the bed with the man who had given her the best sex of her life snoring on top. She reached the laptop and retrieved Fletcher’s USB-stick, removing the only trace of her original mission.

As she made her way to the main room of the suite her strength finally recovered enough for her to stand and she staggered to her feet, leaning against the doorway. She could feel the creampie seep from the lips of her pussy, blushing at the lewd feeling as she spotted her towel and her key card on the floor where she had dropped it when Kateshi had grabbed her. Almost stumbling over her own feet, she made her way over and grabbed the card. Glancing over to her bikini, which lay in obvious shreds at the foot of the couch all the way across the room, she decided to cut her losses there. Instead, she wrapped her naked body in the towel, which turned out to be annoyingly short, reaching barely an inch past her naked pussy. Sighing tiredly, the disgraced detective headed out of the door, leaving the sleeping thug behind at the place of her biggest shame.

She staggered along the hallway to the elevators and thanked God that there was nobody else in the cabin as she made her way down to her level. However, as the doors slid open as she reached her floor and she stepped outside, she froze as two elderly white men stood and talked down the hallway. She yelped in surprise, her tired mind sending mixed signals of fleeing and continuing ass the two men turned towards her, smiles spreading on their faces as they spotted the half-nude Latina bombshell. Frozen in place in the doorframe of the elevator, Nancy could only stare back when the doors of the cabin slid shut again and tugged on her towel.

“Iiiek!” she squeaked and jumped in shock, but to her utter horror, the fluffy towel remained stuck in the tightly shut door. Her body moved and the towel didn’t and all of a sudden, a horrified Nancy stood stark-naked, staring wide-eyed at the two men.

Lecherous grins spread their faces as they made no attempt to look away, enjoying the full-frontal view of the shell-shocked beauty, drinking in the sight of her shaven cunt and perfect tits.

Turning deep-red, Nancy finally managed to act. Turning around, she grabbed the stuck towel and yanked, trying to get it free. However, it remained stuck even when she pulled with all her strength, whimpering loudly. Her frantic movements caused her boobs to jiggle wildly, a sight that her audience greatly appreciated.

Feeling tears rise in her eyes, Nancy gave up on the towel. Wrapping one arm over her tits, one over her pussy, she ran past the two men, who now outright laughed at the pathetic show she gave, whistling after her as the dashing Latina gave a show of her butt as she urgently tried to unlock her room door with her key card, succeeding on the third try. She stormed inside and slammed the door shut, her face deep red.

Predictably, Fletcher was gone. She was going to brutally **** him and the big man knew it, wisely avoiding her. She had a feeling the hacker would decide to take a long vacation very suddenly and she wouldn’t see him for a while. That didn’t mean he had left without a trace though. Nancy covered her mouth with her palm as she looked at her room’s tv, which Fletcher had left with a still of the action of Kateshi’s room. She stared at her own butt, spread by her own hands to display her well-fucked pussy and petite, distended asshole, both gleaming in her juices. She really had lost all of her dignity…

Feeling numb, Nancy dragged herself to the shower. It would take a lot of hot water to scrub this shame off…