There’s a gorgeous, muscle rippling boy toy who delivers my packages once every week, and he always wears a tight, perfectly cut uniform. I can see his hard pecks, groin lines, and thick cock bulging against the thin fabric, and I’ve often thought about running my manicured fingers up and down his inner thigh, grazing that superior cock, stroking it gently. This week, I asked him to come inside and help me handle the package. I brushed my taunt ass against his groin as I bent over to move the box, and he reached over me to help lift it, grinding his cock between my cheeks. It throbbed through my skirt, and I became wet instantly. I set the box on a table in the kitchen, and as I turned to speak with the delivery boy, he grabbed my tight body and gripped my ass with those big, rough hands. He kissed me intensely, biting my lips and neck, sliding his hands up my shirt and pinching the nipples. “Let me show you what I think about once a week,” he whispered. He whirled me around and pushed me up against the wall, slid his hand down my panties and played with my asshole. He fingered me, reached under to cup my balls, and then worked up and down on my pert cock. He pushed my skirt up and I moaned as he unbuttoned his tight shorts to press his smooth, warm cock between my ass cheeks. With one lustful thrust, he plunged deep into me. He filled my ass to the brim with that massive, veiny cock. Pumping back and forth, his testicles slapping against my taint, I felt myself overwhelmed with pleasure and came onto the wall. He burrowed deeper inside of me, humping my hips in short, powerful bursts until I felt the thick cum welling up in my ass. He shuddered and gave a few more long pumps before pulling out, his cum running down the backs of my stockings. I allowed myself to slide down the wall as the delivery boy zipped his shorts up. “I’ll see you next week, ma’am,” he said. I can’t wait.
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