That Hits The Spot

Kit Mercer orders takeout through an app, but she's already plotting something filthy. When the notification says the guy's almost here, she cracks her front door open and plants herself on the couch. Legs wide, robe parted, nothing underneath. She starts rubbing her bare pussy, getting herself nice and slick so she's right in the middle of it when he knocks. The door creaks open on its own. Delivery guy Van Wylde catches her mid-stroke, hand working between her thighs like she owns the place. She feigns shock for half a second, then spins some excuse to pull him deeper inside, spreading wider to give him a better view. He steps in, she yanks him to the bed, shoves his face between her legs. He licks her swollen clit until she's dripping down his chin. Then she pulls his cock out, sucks him sloppy and fast, and spreads again so he can slam every inch into her. Both of them end up feasting.