She obeys

“Gaaah!” Nancy groaned. Her eyes rolled wildly behind still closed lids, smeared face twisting in pleasure as she enjoyed the good, rough pounding. Fletcher’s damn voice… it rang inside her head. Talk dirty… it wasn’t something she had done a lot, wasn’t something she was too familiar with, but with that big, tattooed cock plowing and stretching her tight Latina twat, the idea was alluring.

“F… fuck me!” she hissed, “Fuck my little pussy!” She started and immediately felt a rush, her face heating up and at the same time a shudder ran through her folded body, warmth spreading out. She had seen porn, had seen those porn sluts debase themselves like this, verbally **** themselves. The idea that people now saw her in the same way as she saw those women… it was so humiliating.

“Fuck… fuck my cunt!” she continued, babbling out what came into her lust-scrambled mind, “Use me! Make me your little slut! Your cocksleeve! Give… give it to me!”

Kateshi grit his teeth. This development had taken him by surprise. He had not expected this pretty whore to break like this, to turn into this… fuckmachine. She had given him the impression that she had been overwhelmed by the combination of the **** and his aggressive approach. Caught off guard and taken before she knew what had hit her. Now it appeared she was getting into this, moaning like a little whore, talking dirty, offering that tight, hot pussy for him to use. It wasn’t unwanted, just… unexpected. Incited by her language, he was intent on letting her have it and increased the power of his thrusts. Fucking the woman below him with long, hard strokes, his groin impacted with her crotch with loud slapping sounds that filled the big room.

Nancy’s head dropped back, her body and mind wrecked by pleasure by the deep, hard fucking. “Oooohgod! Pound me! Make me… your filthy fuckslut!” she rambled on, losing herself in the debauched thrill of hearing herself say these things, the dirtier the better. She hadn’t even known that some of the stuff she said was part of her vocabulary, it just poured from the shadiest corner of her mind. Thousands of perverted losers saw her like this! “L… like a cheap whore! Use me with… that… big… dick! I’m the… DIRTIEST… bitch… you… ever… FUCKED! Fucking… give it to me! Fuck YEAH!”

Moaning with raw excitement, the disgraced detective felt the tingling sensation in her lower tummy, the telltale sign of an impending orgasm. Her brow furrowed and she lasciviously bit down on her lower lip with a long guttural moan. With one hand she reached down between her legs, quickly finding her clit and she started rubbing it feverishly, intent on increasing her own pleasure.

“S… so good! Use… use me like your… skanky fucktoy! Make me… cum! AAAAH!” her brainless babbling turned into a surprised squeal when Kateshi suddenly, unexpectedly pulled out of her pussy, leaving her very suddenly, very empty. However, before her lust-riddled brain could even process this new development, the rapper had shoved her legs over to one side, then grabbed her by her hair with one hand and by her hip with the other and unceremoniously flipped her over onto her front. Nancy gasped as she landed prone on the bed, her face roughly shoved into the mattress and Kateshi immediately climbed on top of her. Manhandling her, he yanked her hip up and back towards him. Forcing her to arch her ass up into the air and offer both her well-fucked twat and her puckered asshole, smeared in her own leaking juices. Nancy groaned at the hard treatment, then her groan turned into a high-pitched squeal when Kateshi wasted no more time, directed the tip of his cock against the entrance of her pussy and shoved it in, yanking her back by her hair simultaneously.

“AAAAIIII!” Nancy cried out, a white-hot explosion of pleasure going off in her head as the new angle stretched her over-stimulated pussy even further than before. Despite the congealed strands of spit criss-crossing her face, her eyes flew open wide as she felt his smooth, bulbous cockhead slam against her cervix as Kateshi’s groin smacked against her thick buttocks. As he drew back and immediately resumed his hard, fast pace her fingers dug into the fine bedding, toes curling to master the immense sensations her felt.

“Fuuuuuuuuck!” she howled, wincing at another hard tug on her hair. Her eyes quickly found the laptop and, knowing that her audience saw her, she stared into the lens, helplessly moaning as Kateshi railed her.

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“Aargh! Make me your… fuckdoll! Filthy… little… fuckdoll! Use my… dirty cunt! Make me… cum, PLEASE! Give… it… to… ME!”

“Fucking incredible…” was all Fletcher could utter as he watched the sex-crazed mess Nancy had turned into. Staring at him, into the camera, the image bore little resemblance to the woman he knew. Her stunning face flushed red and with strings of drying, cakey saliva stretching all over her features, nostrils flaring, pouty lips agape. Her luxurious brunette hair was utterly disheveled, one part wrapped around Kateshi’s tattooed knuckles and yanked back sharply, the other hanging messily all over her face, partially stuck in the saliva-mix. She stared right into the camera with her beautiful, brown eyes wide, glassy and red-shot, almost staring into his soul as the most deranged filth poured out of her mouth. This bitch was pure sex!

The internet loved it too. With a current viewership of twelve-thousand people, the chat was busy and fast and as Nancy’s performance turned more and more animated, so did the comments with lines flying by, giving him barely enough time to read them.

“Fuckdoll is right LOL!”

“id mak her cum so hard!”

“Dumb bimbo cunt needs it bad!”

“Fucking hot slut”

“I know that bitch!”