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Knock knock knock. Her eyes flew open mid suck, mouth still stretched obscenely around the massive head. “Shit!” She pulled off with a wet pop, strings of saliva and precum connecting her swollen lips to the glistening cock. The monster was way too huge to hide. A shiny trail of precum already snaked across the hallway floor toward the front door. “Just a second! Wait, I’m coming!” she shouted, voice shaky and husky. She tried to wrap the robe around herself, but it was hopeless. The silk barely covered anything, her massive tits spilling out, the enormous futa cock still rock hard and dripping heavily between her legs. She grabbed it with both hands and shuffled toward the door, leaving a wet, glossy trail behind her on the tiles. The weight made her hips sway, the thick shaft swinging and slapping against her thighs with every step. “Who is it?” she called, cracking the door just enough to peek out while keeping most of her body hidden. A soft, familiar voice answered from the other side. “It’s Brittany… from the delivery service? I have your package…” She opened the door a little wider, one hand still desperately trying to push the enormous cock behind the frame. It didn’t work. The thick, veiny shaft and leaking tip stayed clearly visible from the side, still glistening, still throbbing. Brittany stood on the doorstep in her uniform, package in both hands, cheeks already turning pink. “Hi Isabella… I, um… I’ve been wanting to ask you something for a while…” Her eyes darted everywhere, the floor, the ceiling, anywhere but Isabella’s face, clearly building up courage. “Would you maybe want to… go on a…” Her words died mid sentence. Brittany’s gaze dropped. She spotted the shiny trail of precum first, then followed it straight to the impossible sight peeking around the doorframe, the massive, throbbing futa cock Isabella was failing to hide. Her eyes widened in total shock, mouth frozen open, the rest of the date invitation lost forever on her lips. Isabella’s heart raced, her massive cock twitching hard at the look on Brittany’s face, another thick bead of precum oozing from the tip and dripping slowly toward the floor. The living room was just a few steps away, sunlight streaming in warmly through the big windows… and she could already imagine dragging that cute, stunned delivery girl inside for so much more than just a package. She licked her swollen lips, still tasting herself, and smiled slowly, voice low and dripping with filthy promise. “Come on in, Brittany… I think we need to talk about this.” The heavy door creaked open just a little wider, the enormous futa cock swaying invitingly as Isabella stepped back. Brittany stepped inside, eyes locked on the massive cock. She didn’t say a word at first. She just dropped to her knees right there in the hallway, hands reaching out like she was in a trance. Her fingers wrapped around the thick base, barely able to hold it. She leaned in and pressed soft kisses along the veiny underside, lips brushing the hot skin while her hands stroked slowly up and down. “God… it’s so big,” Brittany whispered, voice shaky with lust. She ran her tongue along the side, licking up a thick bead of precum, then took the head into her mouth, sucking gently, teasing the slit with the tip of her tongue. Isabella groaned, one hand resting on Brittany’s head. “That’s it… worship it for me.” Brittany moaned around the head, sucking harder, her hands working the shaft in long, slow strokes. Then she pulled back, breathed hard, and started undressing right there on her knees. She peeled off her uniform top, revealing full, perky tits, then shoved her pants and panties down, kicking them aside. Completely naked now, she leaned back against the wall, lifted her legs high in the air, and spread them wide, holding her thighs open with both hands. Her pretty pink pussy glistened, already dripping wet. She looked up at Isabella with hungry eyes, legs trembling as she displayed herself completely. Isabella’s massive cock twitched hard at the sight, another thick drop of precum rolling down the shaft. Brittany bit her lip, voice breathy and teasing. "Well… what are you waiting for?”
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