He sticks his cock in her mouth

Nancy’s eyes fluttered open, her vision still a haze with her world turned upside down. Schmelzer grinned down at her, a look of chauvinistic superiority on his face. She opened her mouth, but her tongue felt too heavy to articulate any words. All that came out was a moan that sounded pathetic in her own ears.

She blinked several times, trying to clear the fog from her mind. She felt confused as to what was happening, the back of her head aching something vicious. Her body felt tingly, bent into a position that made it hard to breathe and it took her a few seconds to figure out that she was more or less folded in half with her booty raised to the ceiling.

Schmelzer chuckled when he saw Nancy’s cloudy eyes suddenly go comically wide when the realization hit her that she was completely naked and, due to her contortion, she was staring right at her own, bald pussy while her ass was being molested by his strong hands. She let out another unarticulated moan, trying to push back against him. He held her down for a moment, letting her feel how weak she was from her position before he allowed her to move.

Contrary to her usual, almost effortless grace, Nancy’s movements were sluggish as she struggled to roll over and she almost fell flat onto her face as she finally managed to get on her knees and elbows, arms still shaky. In fact, the only reason she finally managed that was because Schmelzer assisted, pushing her slightly to roll her over one shoulder and end up in a doggy position that was facing him.

Smirking, he let his hand stray upwards along the curve of her spine, savoring the smooth, supple caramel skin, before he reached the back of her head. His movements weren’t wild or fast, but instead firm and deliberate as he sunk his fingers into Nancy’s luxurious brunette hair, slowly twisting her silky ponytail around his fist to take a firm, commanding hold of her head.

Nancy didn’t say anything, didn’t do anything to stop him. Instead, she looked up at him with big, brown eyes, staring up at him with meek submission as his free hand reached for the waistband of his shorts. There was an understanding between them about the situation. He had defeated her, proven himself physically superior. She didn’t know why exactly she was acting like this, whether her deep-seeded issues were compelling her to submit to the male that had dominated her or whether the hit she had just taken to the back of her head had anything to do with it, but she could feel the warm gush of excitement between her thighs as Schmelzer slowly inched his shorts downwards.

“Weak, little bitch…” he whispered at her as he revealed inch after inch of his crotch, his hard cock pushed down by the elastic waistband of his shorts until it suddenly popped free. Like it had been loaded onto a coiled spring, the vein-marbled shaft sprung forward. Nancy flinched as the thick, bulbous head smacked her in the chin, leaving a sticky trail of fragrant pre-cum, but she didn’t retreat, keeping her submissive eye-contact instead as his manhood bobbed back and forth in front of her nose. This was gonna happen! He was going to use her right here in the middle of the gym.

“Open!” Schmelzer simply ordered, his voice slightly hoarse. As if to reaffirm the command, he twisted her ponytail a little, sending a small, sharp jolt of pain into her scalp.

Nancy obeyed without a second thought. Silently staring up at him with big eyes, she parted her lips wide, completely obedient, and Schmelzer thrust his hips forward.

“Fuck yes!” he hissed, closing his eyes in bliss for a moment as the silky wet warmth of Nancy McKenna’s mouth engulfed the tip of his dick. Grunting with approval he quickly looked down again to watch as the Latina sealed her soft lips around the edge of his head and immediately began to lightly suck on him, all the while staring at him with adoring bimbo eyes.

“Such a good, little slut!” Schmelzer groaned. Pushing his shorts down to his mid-thighs, he cupped his free hand below Nancy’s chin. Holding her hair with one hand and her jaw with the other, he was now completely controlling her head, holding her in position as he began to slowly fuck her mouth with small thrusts, just an inch or two at a time. Nancy didn’t object, letting him use her like an obedient wet hole as his hard, pulsing cock slid back and forth across her tongue. She tried to push up against it, doing her best to stimulate the sensitive underside by twisting her tongue against it and was rewarded with an appreciative growl.

“Is this how you earned that Navy Cross, huh?” Schmelzer mocked her, increasing the pace of his thrusts slightly. She moaned in response, the vibrations of her vocal cords sending a pleasurable shudder along his shaft. “Little fucking cocksucker slut… Few blowjobs at the higher ups is how you got your detective’s shield, hm, you little puta?!”

Again, her mumbled protest was muffled beyond recognition by the thick penis between her lips, but she never missed a beat, obediently suckling on the smooth bellend as he fucked her face. The very tip now began to occasionally brush against the back of her mouth and despite her best efforts she couldn’t suppress the occasional gag and splutter. Her salivation was triggered and thick, clear drool began to leak from the corner of her mouth, running down her chin as Schmelzer’s shaft pistoned in and out, lubed up by her spit. Eventually, she had to break eye contact as her vision brimmed with sparkling tears and the subtle mascara she had applied before heading to the office began to run down her cheeks in dark, smoky trails.