Casting Curvy: Blue Hair Thick Pornstar BEGS to Fuck Delivery Guy
Eagerly awaiting her delivery, the luscious, blue-haired vixen lounged on the plush hotel bed, her curvaceous body barely contained by a sheer robe. As she heard the knock at the door, a mischievous smile spread across her plump lips. It was showtime.
“Come in,” she called out, her voice dripping with seduction. The door creaked open, revealing a young, handsome delivery guy, his eyes widening at the sight before him. The busty beauty stood up, her robe falling open to expose her ample cleavage and thick thighs.
“Oh, hello there,” she purred, sauntering towards him. “I wasn’t expecting such a…delicious delivery.”
The flustered man couldn’t take his eyes off her voluptuous figure, his hands trembling as he clutched the package. “I-I’m sorry, Miss, but I’m just here to drop off your order.”
“Is that so?” She stepped closer, her fingers tracing along his chest. “Well, why don’t you come in for a moment? I have a…personal delivery I’d like to make.”
Desire clouded his mind as she guided him inside, shutting the door behind them. Her hands roamed over his body, feeling the firmness of his muscles through his uniform. “I’ve been so lonely lately,” she whispered in his ear, her ample breasts pressing against him.
Unable to resist any longer, the delivery guy pulled her into a passionate kiss, his hands groping her curvy ass. She moaned into his mouth, grinding her hips against his growing bulge. “Mmm, I need you,” she whimpered, begging for his touch.
With urgency, they tore at each other’s clothes, a trail of fabric leading to the bed. She pushed him down, climbing on top to straddle his face. “Eat my pussy,” she demanded, her juices glistening on her thick lips. Obediently, he lapped at her slick folds, savoring her sweet taste as she rode his face.
His cock throbbed with need, aching to be sheathed inside her tight heat. She sensed his desperation and spun around, taking him into her hot mouth. Her skilled tongue swirled around his shaft as she bobbed her head, her tits bouncing enticingly.
“Fuck me,” she pleaded, crawling up his body. She positioned his hard dick at her entrance, sinking down slowly. A collective moan escaped them as she enveloped him in her wet warmth, her voluptuous form undulating above him.
Gripping her wide hips, he thrust deeply, filling her completely. She met his rhythm, grinding her clit against him as she sought her pleasure. “Harder,” she urged, her tits swaying hypnotically.
He obliged, pounding into her dripping core, the headboard slamming against the wall with each forceful stroke. She milked his cock, her inner muscles clenching around him. “I’m gonna cum,” she cried out, her body tensing.
With a final, deep thrust, she shattered, her orgasm consuming her. He followed suit, exploding inside her, painting her walls with his hot seed. She collapsed onto his chest, both of them gasping for breath.
As they lay entwined, basking in the afterglow, she whispered teasingly, “Maybe I should order something from your company more often.”
He grinned, already imagining their next steamy encounter. With a wink and a smack on her plump ass, he got dressed and left, the memory of their intense union seared into his mind.
The blue-haired bombshell smirked to herself as she heard the door close. She knew she’d see him again, eager for another round of passionate, carnal bliss. After all, good things are worth ordering again and again.
