Free Delivery
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I never pay for pizza delivery, not when I got a wife with porn star tits. As soon as the doorbell rings, I say, “Honey, time to borrow your body.” She purses her lips, knowing I’m gonna use her body to get the pizza for free, but not exactly sure how. “You’re not gonna make me do anything slutty, are you?” I smile back at her innocently. “Of course not,” I lied. A second later I’ve phased into her body. I immediately pull her top down, revealing a deep valley of cleavage. I wish she’d dress like this all the time, but she doesn’t like the looks from other men. I do though. I love guys checking her out, especially when I’m inside her. By the time I open the door, her pussy is drenched. The young man focuses on her boobs, then looks up quickly to her eyes. He’s suddenly nervous, and I love it. “I seem to have misplaced my purse,” I say seductively. “Is there some other way I can pay?” I lift up his shirt. He’s fit. I bet he’s usually got a lot of stamina, but I bet my wife’s mouth can make him cum in no time. He’s tongue tied. They usually are. So I drop to my knees. He doesn’t stop me as I take his cock out. It’s already hard of course. Probably was the second he saw my wife’s massive rack. I take him into my wife’s mouth. He’s big. I make eye contact and moan, and less than a minute later, it’s over. I like it when I can finish the transaction while the pizza’s still hot.
“I hope you deliver to me again sometime,” I giggle as the lucky stud staggers from my front door. A minute later my wife and I are at the table. She’s eyeing me and smacking her lips. “I always get the same taste in my mouth right before we have pizza. You sure you didn’t do anything slutty with my body?” I know she’s horny. I like to leave her in that state and let her imagination run wild. We’ll fuck like rabbits before the night is over. But right now I just put a piece of pizza on her plate and say,“Eat up, babe. Before your pizza gets cold.”
