Delivery Girl

Della heard a knock, and the door swung open. She stood there with a blush on her face, her cock still dripping with the, she had just put in her roommate as a delivery driver, stood there flabbergasted. Together they just stood there, the blushing stranger holding two large delivery bags under each arm, just as dumbfounded as the Amazon. The Amazon's hands tripped the top off of her barely conscious roommate and used it to cover her shame as she walked to the door.

"Delivery for Adella Moorcock. Please sign here." The plump delivery girl said, offering a pad for her to sign. Of course, Della signed with her finger that wasn't as clean as it probably should have been, leaving behind some mystery residue. She didn't want to think about what was probably some cum. The delivery girl dropped the bags, still blushing, So she could quickly retreat to her van. It was Della's sincere hope that the delivery girl wasn't going to run into a more embarrassing situation today, or ever.