Is it delivery, though?

As Emily was about to continue pleasing her vagina her doorbell rang. "Well go answer it!" she demanded. "O-ok!" Emily whimpered. She got up to answer the door partly hiding behind it to not reveal she was naked from the waist down or that the dildo was still in her ass.

"H-hello?" Emily said as she opened the door. She then saw that it was a fairly, attractive pizza delivery boy that rang the doorbell. "Hello! Ummm, I have a pizza for Ms. Sarah?" he said looking at the reciept. "O-oh Ms. Sarah? S-she's across the street, not h-here." Emily said trying to control herself. "Oh, my bad I don't know the neighborhood that well it's my first week on the job. Thanks for the help though." The pizza boy said walking back to the car.

"Now I know you're not about to let that cute piece of meat walk away!" Emily's vagina whispered loudly. "B-but I'm naked!" Emily stammered. Emily's vagina then began to vibrate her clit which sounded like an angry hornet's nest. "Aaaaaah! A-alright!" Emily moaned. "H-hey wait!" she yelled at the pizza boy. The pizza boy then came running back. "Can I help you?" the pizza boy questioned. Emily then grabbed the pizza boy by the collar and dragged him into her house.

"Holy crap, you're naked!" the pizza boy said seeing her the second he got dragged in. "S-shut your mouth." Emily said frenching him as hard as possible making the pizza boy's hat fall off. "Wow..." the pizza boy said left speechless. "I-I didn't order the pizza, b-but I wouldn't mind trying your sausage..." she said clearly against her will. "I guess, I could stay a few minutes?" he said looking at her.