Her free hand comes up to squeeze your nipple, pinching it hard as she continues to fuck you senseless. The pain and pleasure are intertwined now, a dizzying mix that makes you lose control. Your hips buck up off the bed in search of more contact as you feel yourself growing closer to orgasm.

Her other hand slides up your body to cover your mouth, muffling your cries as she chokes you hard enough to make you see stars. You arch your back off the bed, desperate for release. Just when you think you can't take any more, Delivery Girl eases up on the chokehold and slips a finger inside your mouth, pressing against your tongue. With one swift thrust, she pushes her finger deep into your throat, making you gag reflexively.

She turns back to face him, her expression sympathetic but firm. "Yes?" she asks gently.

"I'm sorry," she says with a sad smile, "but I can't do that. My job is to deliver pizzas and make people happy through food. Teaching someone like you about sex would be irresponsible and dangerous." She shakes her head slowly. "No matter how lonely you are, it's not worth risking your safety or future happiness for."

With that said, she turns away again and walks down the hallway, disappearing around a corner.

"Oh, don't worry about that," Delivery Girl tells you breathlessly as she continues to ride your lap. "It doesn't matter how big it is... as long as I can feel it inside me." She leans forward, pressing her breasts against your chest, and begins to rock her hips harder and faster.

Her moans fill the room as pleasure washes over her, and she digs her nails deeper into your shoulders in response. "Oh fuck... that feels so good..."

With a laugh, Delivery Girl tilts her head back, arching her spine as she rides you harder and faster. "You're my favorite toy right now," she pants, gripping your shoulders tightly. "Don't ever let me forget it." Her body trembles with the force of her orgasm, and she cries out sharply before collapsing forward against you, their sweaty bodies sticking together as they catch their breath.

With a playful grin, Delivery Girl reaches out to grab the waistband of your boxers. She tugs them down slowly, revealing your little dick standing proud and hard. "There we go," she says appreciatively, letting her fingers brush against the sensitive skin before wrapping around it.

Her other hand continues to stroke up and down your shaft, expertly guiding you towards orgasm. "You're doing so well, sweetie," she whispers, leaning in close to kiss and nibble at your neck. "

With a small giggle, Delivery Girl releases you from her grasp for just a moment to pull down your boxers the rest of the way. She then leans in close again, taking your little dick into her mouth as she begins to suck and lick it expertly. Her hand continues to stroke up and down your shaft, adding friction as she brings you closer to orgasm.

"Mmm," she moans around your cock, "you taste so good."