She cums so hard she passes out

“AAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!” Nancy cried out, the wave of pleasure hitting her unexpected and suddenly. Her toes curled and eyes widened, then squeezed shut as her sore cunt clenched on Kateshi’s fat prick, milking him for all its worth. She felt like she was exploding, her body couldn’t take any more. She would have twisted in glee, but the hold the young man had on her was too firm as he kept her bundled up so all she could do to process the immense energy coursing through her frame was to kick her feet a little and scream as loud as she could as she was mercilessly fucked through her powerful orgasm.

She could hear Kateshi roar like a bull beside her ear as he gave her another couple of hard, slapping thrusts before he was finally overwhelmed. Buried balls-deep up her twat, she could feel his thick cock swell inside her, then a shot of hot cum erupted and splashed against her cervix, feeling incredible! As it was followed by more and more jets of jizz that painted the insides of her **** pussy, filling her with a huge load like the dumb sperm dumpster she was, she felt blackness engulf her.

It all became too much as, with a pathetic squeak, Nancy McKenna passed out.

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“Mmmooohgoood!” Nancy groaned as she slowly came to. Her entire body felt sore, but in the most delightful way, utterly powered out. It took her a few seconds to open her eyes and orientate herself, realizing she was in a heap on the floor, face half-buried in a thick, soft carpet with her butt sticking up in the air in a rather humiliating face-down-ass-up position. Blinking, she pushed herself to all fours, her movements sluggish, struggling to remember what was going on.

This held up for a merciful second before her eyes widened in horror as it all came back. Fletcher, Kateshi, the mission, the sex… her heart skipped a beat as she felt the warm, creamy load deep inside her sore pussy. Looking up, she found herself facing the television and her eyes flitted over the hidden lens, wondering what she had done, how she had changed her life. Hearing a light snoring sound, she turned her head to see Kateshi, lying on the bed behind her with his legs hanging over the side. Apparently the tattooed thug had dropped her spent form to the floor, then staggered and fallen back onto the bed before passing out as well.

She gave a little whine of utter humiliation as she realized that not only had this lowlife fucked her, he had screwed her brain out and her submission had been broadcast across the world by traitorous fucking Fletcher… With the endorphin-high of the rough sex gone, all she felt in this moment was utter shame. A little Latina cum dumpster… her own words rang loud inside her head and she wallowed in self-pity for a moment before she remembered why she was here, why she had originally come to this place.