Convince Sabrina to offer a sexual tip

Sabrina frowns. She scrounges around her dresser and drawers for enough change to constitute a respectable tip, but has only managed to dig up less than a dollar so far.

“You think this is enough?” she asks you, holding up her handful of coins.

“Not even close,” you inform her. “Maybe Violet was onto something with that other tip idea…”

Sabrina pauses and shakes her head, but then looks at the meager coins in her hand. “You… think he’ll go for it?”

“It’s enough that you offered, I think,” you tell her.

Sabrina’s eyes go wide. She is imagining something in her head that you can’t make out. She bites the bottom of her lip and turns towards the door. You can’t determine whether it is excitement or fear on her face.

The petite brunette steps up to the delivery boy. He straightens up, waiting expectantly for his tip. She smiles softly and says, “Actually, how would you like to come in? I think it’d be better if I gave you your tip behind closed doors…” she winks at him and licks her lips, strongly hinting at the sexual undertones to his reward.

The delivery guy makes a dry swallow, then checks around him to make sure this isn’t a joke. “Are you sure?” he asks, making doubly sure he isn’t being pranked.

Sabrina runs her hand up and down the man’s shirt and pants before pressing the palm of her hand against his crotch. She gives him a wry grin and peeks outside her hallway before dragging him inside by his pants. Quickly closing the door behind him, Sabrina pushes the lucky food courier against it. She seems relieved to be doing this behind closed doors.

The boy leans back against the door and looks around in shock. Violet and Scarlett wave to him in the living room, enjoying their dinner and show. You keep filming as Sabrina seems to be possessed by a succubus. She deftly unbuttons the guy’s jeans and pulls his manhood out. He gasps softly as the lithe young woman proceeds to take the meat into her mouth. She starts to suck and he groans softly, not believing this is happening!

In seconds, the delivery boy’s half cocked sausage is sticking straight out and Sabrina gingerly rubs it with one hand before sliding her wet tongue along the length of it. The delivery boy is having trouble breathing now, concentrating on not busting right in Sabrina’s face. She doesn’t make it easy for him, rubbing his stiff cock over her tits before dipping back in to suck on it some more.

The boy groans and begins to tremble as he edges close to popping. Sabrina eggs him on, bobbing both her head and her body up and down, urging him to cum for her. Her hands run up his shirt and she rises up, rubbing her naked body against his quivering prick. She turns around and backs into him, wiggling her pert ass against his exposed flesh.

This guy looks like he’s about to blow as Sabrina holds his arms to the side and shimmies her ass into him. You debate whether or not to give Sabrina some warning about the imminent eruption.