The Delivery Girl Vol 1 E1

Lily LaBeau shows up in a uniform that looks like it was sprayed on her. The moment the door opens, her nipples are already poking through the fabric, and she isn’t trying to hide it. Leo Vice clocks it right away. She hands over the package with one hand and slides the other down the front of her shorts like she’s checking something, but her fingers stay there. Leo grins, steps aside, and she’s inside before the door shuts. She drops the clipboard on the floor, kicks off her sneakers, and peels the shorts down to mid-thigh. Nothing underneath. Leo’s already hard when she spins around and bends over the arm of his couch, ass up, two fingers sliding in and out of her pussy while she looks back at him. He doesn’t wait for an invitation. He yanks his cock out, lines up, and drives straight in. The couch creaks under the force of every thrust. Lily laughs, breathy and cocky, then reaches between her legs to rub her clit while he pounds her. Her natural tits bounce with every slap of skin. She pulls off him just long enough to drop to her knees, stroking him fast and sloppy until he grunts and paints her face—thick ropes landing across her lips, cheek, and one stray line on her forehead. She licks what she can reach, smirks up at him, and wipes the rest into her mouth with two fingers. Job done.