No

He balances against the counter, unable to prevent himself from spraying pulse after pulse against your cervix.

"Pull out!!!!" you say again, pushing him back. His cock slides out of you, still spraying, coating your vulva and inner thighs. A small stream drips out of you.

He slides his hand up and down his length, a significant downgrade from your pussy, to empty the rest of his cum onto you.

"You were supposed to pull out…" you said, with an annoyed tone.

"I tried… you were just too tight…" he said sheepishly, his cock softening in his hand.

He struggles to catch his breath as you start to massage circles around your clit with his cum. You massage faster as you feel his hands brush your hair back, then massage your boobs. You close your eyes, imaging him continuing to fuck you, until you cum with his load inside of you.

"That was a really bad idea… we need to get a plan b."

He helps you get dressed, then you both exit at the same time to find several couples waiting, looking at you with annoyed glances. You both smirk, walking back to the party.