Pizza with extras

I ordered a pizza and waited at the door, already picturing the delivery boy I hoped would show up. When the new one arrived, tall and good-looking, I decided to skip the usual small talk. I leaned in the doorway, pizza box warm between us, and asked if he would take another kind of payment. He caught on fast. Next thing I knew I was on my knees, taking him in my mouth, while my roommate, a slim brunette with eager eyes, watched from the sofa. She moved closer, fingers already busy between her legs. Soon enough she joined me, tongue sliding along his length as I licked the head, both of us working him until he throbbed and spilled hot across our faces, streaks of come marking blonde and brunette skin alike.