She was wearing black heels that had red soles, a black, finely pleated, somewhat mini, skirt and a colorful, abstract patterned, tight, thin sweater....Her assets were tastefully on full display. The skirt defined the splendid curved ass that it hid; the sweater delineated the sumptuous breasts that it cloaked.Jack felt himself starting to harden, even though he had told himself he would treat her just like the other two. That feeling he still could not define was becoming stronger. It was not. But to be out early, I wound up with a pretty weird mixture of classes that were available earlier in the day. Real estate, nursing...I didn't really know what the hell kind of degree I'd wind up with someday. But that didn't really matter to me. Not the way my sister matters.If I jogged the whole way home from NSCC, I could be waiting at the curb as the mailman drove up in front of our little house in his rotting Jeep with the steering wheel on the wrong side.When I run like that in the summer. Another man was lying where his cock was at face level and she had her lips firmly locked on him while he fucked her mouth. A third man stood next to the bed stroking himself with one hand while paying with Jane's tits with the other. The guy fucking Jane gave a grunt and then held himself still in her for a moment and then he pulled free. I could see cum dripping from the head of his dick and falling on Jane's thighs as he backed away from her. The guy who had been playing with her tits. Beth swallowed it down, gave him one final good suck, then stood up.“Was that a sufficient tip?” she said with a smile and a wink.“It sure was! Can I come back after my shift? I’d love to fuck you.”“Sorry. I have a guest. Thanks again for the pizza.” She quickly ushered him out the door, picked up the pizza, and yelled, “The pizza’s here! Come and get it while it’s hot!”I slipped on my pants and joined her at the kitchen table. “How long have you wanted to tip the pizza delivery boy like.