Let Sabrina find out on her own

The pale brunette is too busy teasing the delivery boy to realize that he’s about to burst. You opt not to say anything since you’re chronicling the entire episode and don’t want to interfere with the outcome. Besides, by the time you warn her, it’ll be too late.

The pizza guy groans and yelps, “I’m going to…” and shoots out all over Sabrina’s back.

Sabrina shudders, feeling the warm stream of spunk splatter on her bare backside. Her sultry seductress facade cracks a little when she realizes that the jizz threatens to drip down her body and onto her hardwood floor. She gasps and arches her back, jutting out her ass to keep the cum from spilling further. She holds still and waits until the pizza guy’s flow starts to slow. You can see the look of shock and horror on Sabrina’s face as she pins the boy’s body to the door, not letting him make even more of a mess than he already has.

“I’m sorry…” he apologizes. “I couldn’t hold it any longer…”

“That’s OK!” Sabrina responds quickly, reverting to hostess mode and her need to fix things. She looks around for something to help her clean up, but nothing is within arm’s reach, so she carefully pads her way over to the kitchen area. There are splats of cum dropping on the floor, causing her to cringe with each step. The boy stands awkwardly with his dick out, not sure what to do. He looks to you for help which prompts you to check in on Sabrina.

You hurry over to the kitchen to find Sabrina washing her back as best as she can using a soaked dish towel. She sees you come in and holds the towel out. “Can you help me?” she asks.

You oblige, wiping her down and cleaning off the gunk from her skin. Her butt cheeks ripple from each stroke of the towel and you make sure to give them a few extra strokes to make sure it’s extra clean. Sabrina runs her hands along her back and ass, checking the thoroughness of your cleaning. Satisfied, she takes the towel back and soaks it with warm water before returning to the delivery boy who has been standing there this whole time.

“Sorry about that, let me clean you up before you go,” Sabrina tells him, dropping to her knees to wipe down the man’s dripping cock. He stands patiently while the brunette does her work and is soon spic and span. “OK, you can go now,” she informs him.

He smiles nervously and says, “Uh… thanks!”

Sabrina opens the door and he picks up his bag and looks for the exit. Sabrina closes the door and lets out a sigh of relief.

“Brava! Brava!” Violet cheers on from the peanut gallery.

“Great show!” Scarlett adds, licking the barbecue sauce off her fingers from the wings.

Sabrina trudges over to the group and plops herself onto the couch.

“So, how was he?” Scarlett asks.

“Huh?” Sabrina responds.

“How was his sausage?” Scarlett elaborates.

“Oh…” Sabrina says, before reaching down and picking up a slice of pizza. “The only sausage I’m interested in right now is right here,” she laughs, taking a bite. The girls laugh with her and each grab another slice as well. They dab their pizzas together in a sort of cheer before taking a bite.

All this talk about sausage has brought to your attention that yours is up and ready again. You feel it pitching a tent against your boxers.