Cunt lapping

"That's right, bitch. You wanna charge me those prices, you're gonna have to fuckin' WORK for it!" Isabella snapped. She was leaning against a wall, one leg up on a box, her panties hanging from her ankle. The delivery man was on his knees in front of her, his arms tied behind him, licking away at her pussy.

"Mmmm... Bella, baby, you always taste so fucking sweet," he told her after he pulled his head back to breathe.

"Stop talking, fucker! If you don't get me off in the next 30 fucking seconds, I'm gonna send ALL that shit back to your warehouse! WITHOUT untying your stupid ass!"

The deliveryman nodded frantically and kept lapping away at her cunt as she rolled her hips against his face, moaning and panting.

"You fucking come to me with this shit again, you'll be lucky getting away with only this," she panted, squeezing one of her tits through her shirt, "and now you've got ten seconds, asshole!" With three seconds left on the clock, she let her back fall against the wall behind her and grabbed the man's head, grinding his face into her cunt as her whole body shook with pleasure.