She was his bitch to make end's meet (Flashback)

Nancy bit down on her lower lip with her mind racing through those old days, remembering the increase in heart rate at the heat of every lustful moment. The black table in the room offered one pathway to those memories. It was reminiscent of one from a sleazy motel room she spent time in while giving him company.

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"Yeah! Fuck yeah! Spank me, Sir!"

A young Nancy screamed while gritted her teeth, palms pressed up against a black table. It rocked and thumped from the weak pillars pushing down into the floor. The scent of cigarette smoke in the hair was a steady reminder of what a den of sleaze she was in while her hair was gripped tightly by the man behind her. His right hand came down hard, smacking her plump rear end while thrusting his hard shaft into her tight, little asshole. She groaned, letting out a growling moan between her gritted teeth as he shoved her down to the table. Her bare breasts touching the cold surface of the table itself. The palm of his hand struck at the right cheek of her ass again.

"OHHHHHH!!"

"Shut up and take that fucking cock, you little slut!"

Again, his hand slapped over her ass for a third time. Locks of her dark brown hair were snagged as he yelled his words at her, never stopping as his cock throttled into her tight asshole. The dripping moist from her pussy was just aching for her hand to give care and rub at her own clit, but Nancy knew better than to move her hands. He asserted his control quick to her and when she didn't listen, he made sure to remind her who was the boss.

"Goddddd, I could fuck this ass all day! You are one tight, little whore. I never get tired of this ass, oh yeah!!"

His voice was calling out to her between moans and echoes and utter excitement. Nancy could feel him slow down even with his long shaft still lodged up her tight ass. She knew what was coming next, or at least she could take a guess from when he had fucked her ass so far. The man pulled out, easing his cock from her tight hole and resting it between her plump booty cheeks. Right hand fingers locked in laces of her hair, he pulled her from where she was bent over on the table and turned her around.

"Get on your fucking knees."

It was a direct order and she didn't disobey. Looking up at him with her large brown eyes, a receding hairline was visible despite no grey. A reflection of the light above was visible over the left piece of his glasses. Even back then, his hair was a mess but at least he could say he wasn't bald. Nancy remained looking at him as he used his left hand fingers to wrap around his swollen dick. She knew what he was about to do, but couldn't have guessed that he would take his cock and smack it up against the left cheek of her beautiful face.

"You wanna suck this cock after it's been up your ass, whore? You better fucking beg me for it. I wanna hear you talk like the little slut you are."

Smack. Smack. Smack.

The sound of his cock head beating up against Nancy's face had echoed through the room. She ran both of her hands up to his hanging balls, massaging them with her fingertips while moaning and replying to him submissively.

"Yes, I wanna suck it. Let me suck on your big fucking cock, please."

"Then fucking take it!"

He didn't give her a chance to reply. Pulling his cock back, the man shoved it towards Nancy's puffy lips and watched it sink within her oral canal. She gagged slightly as the head of his long dick shoved to the back of her throat. He soon placed both hands on her hair, but without gripping her long brunette hair. Not expecting the pressure to be felt as he began to buck his hips and fuck her pretty little mouth. Nancy gagged **** on his fat cock while his hairy nut sack rubbed against her chin with every thrust. She closed her eyes to keep a focus locked in on slobbering and sucking over his dick. He only came to a halt when he wanted to shove his rod all the way down here throat, watching her pink lips adsorb inch after inch of his cock. With a moan, he cracked a low chuckle.

"Look at me, bitch..."

Re-opening her eyes, Nancy glanced back up. Her eyes had filled with tears from the pressure of how hard he fucked her mouth in the passing seconds. It was difficult to see his eyes due to the glasses he wore and the glare from the light above, but she could see that shark-like smirk painted across his lips. It was a smug, shit-eating grin that she had come to know of in her young adult life so far. **** to look up at her sugar daddy, Nancy felt his hands over her head slightly turn her to the left side. She broke eye contact as his cock moved, inflating her right jaw so he could see the outline of it. Her fingers had stopped playing with his balls. For now, she was simply lucky to get away with pleasuring him in a way that he did not order her to.

After taking in a deep breath and moaning, he moved one hand away down to the back of his cock while Nancy was still eagerly sucking to please him. He moved his other hand away from her hair, now pulling his cock away from her slowly. A pop sound echoed along with a few strings of saliva dangling down below to her chin when the head of his hard pole had finally escaped her lips. Nancy knew what was coming next, it was only a matter of how he decided to make her into a dripping, sticky mess. He didn't like to get his hands sticky from her own spit. Shaking his hand out, he then looked down at her and gave a direct order in a strict voice to his little slut.