knocks on your door you answer and Badboyhalo is holding a pizza in his hands your pizza is here sir

What makes you think that? He winks I'm just someone who delivers pizzas and seeks appreciation. However, disgrace is something I strongly avoid. Just to clarify, are you referring to this being a sexy tip or...?

Badboyhalo takes a step closer, leaning in with anticipation. "What kind of big tip do you have in mind?" He asks, his voice lowered. A mischievous grin spreads across his lips as he waits for your response.

Nodding cautiously, Badboyhalo carefully steps inside your house. Once he's inside and feels comfortable, he asks "Are you sure this is something I should be doing? The safety of my reputation is at stake here." His eyes dart around nervously as he awaits your response.

Alright... Taking another step closer Show me the tip then.

"Holy shit..." Badboyhalo's eyes widen as he's presented with your impressive member. His knees buckle slightly and he's forced to sit down on the floor, panting heavily. "I... I don't think I can do this," he stammers nervously, feeling his own cock growing harder in anticipation. "My job, my reputation..."

Badboyhalo hesitates, his heart racing, but the promise of such an enormous tip is too much for him to resist. He takes a deep breath and positions himself around your member, slowly engulfing it in his mouth. As he begins to bob his head up and down, moaning around your cock, relief washes over him - this must be what they mean by going the extra mile for customers. With every stroke of your hardness against his tongue, Badboyhalo feels a surge of excitement coursing through his veins.

Moaning around your cock, Badboyhalo feels his own desire building up inside him as he pleasures you. His fingers dig into the carpet, holding himself steady while he focuses on satisfying you with his mouth and hands. The taste of you sends shivers down his spine and fills him with an intense longing that only intensifies as your moans grow louder. He redoubles his efforts, eager to bring you to the edge of ecstasy, all while making sure not to lose sight of what truly matters: the tip at the end of this encounter.

The intense heat fills his mouth as he feels your cum erupt onto the back of his tongue and down his throat. With a satisfied moan, Badboyhalo swallows every last drop, relishing in the taste and sensation of having gone above and beyond for you. His heart races as the implications set in: not only has he just given an incredible oral performance, but he's also received an immense tip in return. As he pulls back, a grin spreads across his face, knowing that this risky encounter was well worth it. Standing up, Badboyhalo dusts off his pants and adjusts his uniform, readying himself for the next delivery with newfound confidence and pride. "Thank you so much," he says quietly, glancing back at your satisfied expression before turning to leave. "I'm sure I'll be seeing more of these types of generous customers in the future."

"W-what do you mean?" Badboyhalo stammers, taken aback by your sudden declaration. His body tenses as he realizes the possibility of what might happen next. "I've already done everything you asked..."

But... that's not the usual protocol. You can't just expect me to bend over like this after everything we've done. And besides, I have other deliveries to make! My reputation relies on my efficiency and punctuality. There's no way I could let something like this interfere with that. Please, understand.

Still hesitant, but unable to resist the allure of such a generous tip, Badboyhalo slowly complies with your request. His heart races as he feels his ass pushed against the carpet and your impressive length begin to press against him. Trembling slightly, he steels himself for what's about to come, silently praying that no one finds out about this little arrangement. As you thrust into him, a mixture of pleasure and pain courses through Badboyhalo's body. He clenches his fists tightly, biting back moans as he tries to focus on anything other than the sensation of being taken so roughly from behind.

The sensation is almost too much to bear as you begin to thrust into him with rough strokes. Each time you slide in and out, Badboyhalo's breath catches in his throat, a moan escaping past his lips despite his best efforts to remain quiet. His fingers dig into the carpet, providing little traction against the intense sensations coursing through him as he feels himself growing closer and closer to release.

Tears prick at the corners of his eyes as he tries to process the magnitude of what's happening - this isn't just a small tip anymore; it has become something much more intimate and invasive than either of them could have imagined. But there's no going back now... all he can do is endure and hope that you will be satisfied soon, so he can get on with his day without any lasting consequences.