Fly Girls Final Payload Scene 4 Nicolette Shea & Marcus London
The air was thick with anticipation as Nicolette Shea and Marcus London stood in the dimly lit warehouse, their eyes locked on each other like two predators ready to pounce. Nicolette’s ample breasts heaved with each ragged breath she took, straining against the flimsy fabric of her corset. Marcus licked his lips, his gaze raking over her voluptuous curves, taking in every inch of her porcelain skin.
Nicolette took a step forward, her heels clicking against the concrete floor. She reached out, tracing a finger along Marcus’s chiseled jawline. “Is this what you wanted, Daddy?” she purred, her voice dripping with seduction. “Your little girl, all grown up and ready to play?”
Marcus growled, grabbing Nicolette’s wrist and pulling her flush against his body. “You have no idea, princess,” he rasped, his breath hot against her ear. “I’ve been waiting for this moment for so long.”
Nicolette gasped as Marcus’s hands roamed her body, groping and squeezing her plump ass. She could feel his hardening cock pressing against her thigh, and it ignited a fire deep within her. “Then take what’s yours, Daddy,” she moaned, tangling her fingers in his hair. “I’m all yours.”
With a animalistic growl, Marcus spun Nicolette around and bent her over a nearby table. He yanked down her corset, freeing her heavy breasts, and palmed them roughly. Nicolette cried out in pleasure, arching her back as Marcus pinched and rolled her sensitive nipples. His other hand snaked around her waist, dipping beneath her miniskirt to find her soaked panties.
“Fuck, baby girl, you’re dripping wet,” Marcus groaned, sliding his fingers over her drenched folds. “So fucking ready for Daddy’s cock.”
Nicolette whimpered, grinding her ass against his erection. “Please, Daddy,” she begged, looking at him over her shoulder with hooded eyes. “I need you so badly. I need you to fill me up and make me yours.”
Marcus couldn’t hold back any longer. He ripped away Nicolette’s panties and unzipped his pants, freeing his massive cock. He rubbed the swollen head against her glistening entrance, coating himself in her juices. Then, with one hard thrust, he buried himself balls deep inside her tight heat.
“Oh fuck!” Nicolette screamed, her nails digging into the table. “Yes, Daddy! Fuck me harder!”
Marcus gripped her hips, his fingers sinking into her soft flesh as he began to pound into her relentlessly. The table shook with each powerful drive of his hips, the obscene sound of skin slapping against skin filling the warehouse. Nicolette’s tits bounced wildly, the bags of money tied to her nipples swaying with each thrust.
“Take it, baby girl,” Marcus grunted, his balls slapping against her clit. “Take Daddy’s big fucking cock. You love being filled up like this, don’t you?”
“Y-yes!” Nicolette sobbed, tears of ecstasy streaking down her cheeks. “I love it, Daddy! I love your cock stretching me out and filling me up.”
The pleasure was too intense, the depravity too delicious. Nicolette felt her pussy clench around Marcus’s shaft as her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave. Her body shook and convulsed, her juices gushing around his pistoning cock.
Marcus cursed as Nicolette’s pussy milked him, her inner walls rippling along his length. The sensation pushed him over the edge, and with a final powerful thrust, he hilted himself inside her and exploded. His hot seed painted her insides, filling her up just like she begged him to.
gasping for breath, the two lovers remained locked together, Marcus resting his forehead against Nicolette’s back as they came down from their euphoric high. After a few long moments, he slipped out of her and stepped back, admiring his handiwork. Nicolette lay sprawled across the table, her hair mussed and her body glistening with sweat, his essence slowly leaking out of her well-fucked hole.
“That was amazing, Daddy,” Nicolette purred, looking at him with a satisfied smile. “But you promised me a proper payload, remember? I want you to fill up all my greedy holes.”
