When this cute, skinny delivery boy showed up at my door, pizza in hand, I couldn't resist inviting him inside. I had a craving for more than just what was in his hands. And I had a secret to tell him- how I just love being fed and fattened, and that I wanted him to be the one to do it. You should have seen the look on his face, especially when I pulled him down to the bed and climbed on top of him. I wanted him to feel how heavy I am already, how soft and round and jiggly I am. And then I demanded that he hand feed me and play with my big body, exploring every inch with his hands.

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When this cute, skinny delivery boy showed up at my door, pizza in hand, I couldn't resist inviting him inside. I had a craving for more than just what was in his hands. And I had a secret to tell him- how I just love being fed and fattened, and that I wanted him to be the one to do it. You should have seen the look on his face, especially when I pulled him down to the bed and climbed on top of him. I wanted him to feel how heavy I am already, how soft and round and jiggly I am. And then I demanded that he hand feed me and play with my big body, exploring every inch with his hands.

Slice after slice- removing from my corset- pulling his shirt off- laying my soft belly and big breasts on his bare skin. It was so hot! All he was looking for was a tip, I'm sure. But he got way more than he ever expected, walking through my door. And I got exactly what I wanted- fed, touched, pampered and squeezed- savoring every moment of his hands on my plush curves.