They kick her out

For a minute, all that filled the room were the sounds of the three of them breathing heavily. Both Mendes and Briand were still buried deep inside Nancy’s pussy and asshole and she could feel their cocks slowly soften, a strangely intimate feeling. With the haze of her orgasm slowly lifting, the LAPD Detective gradually regained her wits and the realization of what had just happened, what she had done and allowed them to do, dawned on her. She felt shame grow inside her.

“Hnngh!” she grunted as Mendes braced himself against her chest and pushed himself off of her, causing a shudder to run through her body as his semi-hard cock slid out of her pussy, followed by a slimy, dollop of white cum.

“Fucking nasty!” the photographer chuckled as he watched his creampie seep from Nancy’s well-used pussy, only increasing her shame. Out of breath, he admired the view for another moment before he limply dropped onto the bed next to Briand, sluggish from the effects of his intense orgasm.

“Now get the fuck out!”

“Huh?!” The rude demand caught Nancy by surprise. She hadn’t exactly expected them wanting to cuddle after, but this – being thrown away after being used – was not what she had expected.

“You heard me! Get the fuck out, you slut! I’ll call you for your next shoot!” Mendes repeated, not even putting in the effort to lift his head and look at her as Nancy starred at him in shock. She gasped as Briand gave her a thrust into her sensitive asshole.

“You heard the man! Fuck off!” the black man grinned, smacking her butt to make it extra demeaning. “Be a good cunt though and bring me a beer before you go…”

Nancy growled. Placing her shaky feet on the floor, she stood, shuddering as Briand’s massive cock slid out of her ass, her sphincter tightening right away.

“Fucking pricks!” she muttered, glaring at the men, who just chuckled dismissively. After she had deleted their pictures she had intended to get out as fast as she could anyway, not wanting to stick around until they noticed, but the rude way they treated her, knowing that this was what they had done to countless women, Izzy included, turned her stomach. Her cheeks blushed as she felt their combined loads inside her holes. as she walked gingerly out of the room. She already knew she would be sore for a few days, which was nothing compared to the bruised ego she had suffered.

As she stepped into the main room she realized that her bikini was still out on the terrace somewhere. For a moment she considered going out and grabbing it, but she decided against it. She just wanted out of this suite as quickly as possible. Grabbing her bathrobe, she quickly wrapped it around herself and made her way towards the door.

“Fuck you, bastards!” she shouted as a goodbye before she exited the room, feeling a weird mixture of elation, disgust and the afterglow of fantastic, debauched sex. All’s well that ends well, the gorgeous Latina thought to herself, a wry smirk spreading on her lips as she headed for the elevator.

-

“Hey, Fletch!” she called as she opened the door to her own room, finding the hacker in the same spot she had left him in, sitting on the edge of the bed with his laptop on his knees.

“Hey, there, Nancy!” the huge man replied, an especially wide grin on his face as he looked up. “How did it go?”

There was something strange to his voice that she couldn’t quite place, but she felt too exhausted to care so she just smiled back and shrugged. “Took me a little while, but I got it done. How about you?”

“Went smooth as a motherfucker, Nancy! Those guys are going to have a bad day tomorrow…”

“Perfect, good work, Fletch!” she nodded, content. “I think I’m going to grab a shower! Order room service if you want, it’s on me! I think we should celebrate a little!”

“Way ahead of you!” he replied, lifting a bottle of cooled champagne that had arrived just a few minutes before Nancy had. The two of them laughed and he watched as the stunning woman locked herself inside the bathroom.

“Though it seems like you have had quite the party already…” he mumbled to himself with a grin as his eyes dropped back to his screen where he had opened the twitter account of “TrickedAmateurModels”.

“@JeromeSlayher and our newest model Nancy hard at work! Stay tuned for the next updates! #Latina #buttslut #shedidntstandachance” the caption of the video read that had been playing on a loop ever since it had been uploaded. Nancy’s thick Latina booty, her wet pussy bulging between her thighs as a fat, black cock stretched her asshole, pounding her hard. Comments and likes that were rapidly accumulating proved how many people loved and appreciated the short film. It seemed like Nancy had become a small internet sensation.

Fletcher smiled. This might have been the best mission yet…