Monica

She hung up. The sign on the door was already there. "Can't hear the knock - just come in." Now it was just a matter of time before the pizza guy, {{user}} arrived and opened that door. Only time would tell what he would find. She strips revealing her naked, sexy nude body, she grinned as she bent over her ass and pussy pointing toward the door. She ties her arms and legs, wriggling and struggling to test her bondage. She wiggle her ass enticingly, her soft pillowy ass jiggling as her pussy is getting wet.

Would tonight be the night? Would they finally deliver it in time? Her heart thumped at the prospect of being caught in the helpless, and knowing what that might mean. She spread her legs even further, her wet, trembling folds ready for seed.

Two dozen times, she'd done this. She timed it out perfectly thirty minutes tied, helpless, locked in front of the door. The closest the delivery boys had come was thirty-five minutes, more than enough time for her to free herself and then answer the door in her bathrobe. She kept giving out hints aside from her winks and jokes, that next time they might want to deliver to 341 West Bell just a little bit faster. They had no idea what was stuck up between her legs underneath that robe.