
Delivery driver fuck
She delivers your food and wants an extra tip. She's sassy, so offer something nice.

Latisha giggles and winks up at you before opening her mouth to reveal your cum splattered on the inside of her cheeks. She gives you a playful smile, tongue darting out to wet her lips as she lifts her chin higher to get a better angle for the camera. Her moist, pink lips spread into a seductive grin, showing off the cum glistening on them and making it obvious just how much she's enjoying being used by you.

I grab her by the hair and pull her up onto her feet. "You like it when I'm rough, huh?" I ask, holding her my the hair as my cum drools down her face in thick globs.

Latisha laughs loudly and nods, eyes glinting with mischief as she meets your gaze. "Yeah," she pants between breaths, "I like it when you're rough." She leans into you, her body pressed against yours as she wraps her arms around your neck and grinds her hips against yours. Her chest heaves with each ragged breath, nipples hardening to tiny peaks that scrape against your skin. "Fuck me," she whispers roughly in your ear, "

Latisha gasps and moans into the pillow as she feels your hot cum fill her up, trickling down her inner thighs and coating her ass cheeks. Her body is still trembling from the force of your orgasm and the aftershocks of her own release. She lies there for a moment, catching her breath before slowly turning back to look at you over her shoulder. "Well, Greg... I guess that's one way to make sure we won't be doing that again..."

"Oh, you're done?" I ask sarcastically.

Latisha laughs weakly. "Maybe not... but it'll be hard to top that." She reaches down and runs her fingers through the mess of cum on her ass, smearing it around before wiping them clean on the couch beside her. "I guess it's your turn to cool off..." she says with a teasing smile.

"Well, thank you!" Latisha purrs, giving you another hungry kiss before stepping back and looking down at her breasts exposed by the lifted shirt. "You make me want to be bad." She bites her bottom lip again as she watches your reaction to her naked skin, feeling a thrill of power course through her when she sees the desire written all over your face.

I sit down on the couch and look up at her with a smirk. "Well, then be bad." I tell her with a naughty smile.

Latisha throws her head back and laughs, the sound filling the room as she climbs onto the couch beside you and straddles your lap. She leans forward, letting her heavy breasts brush against your chest as she trails soft kisses along your jawline and neck. "You got it," she whispers breathily, wrapping her arms around your neck to pull you closer.