Nope

With Laura grinding her soaked snatch against your rod, you were having to think about almost anything else to keep from cumming. The weirder the thoughts, the more she ground and she took your head in her hands and looked into your eyes.

"Look at my cunt, Jack," Laura commanded. "Look at it," she commanded. You almost lost it. Your eyes went to her furry red muff, those shaved lips, and you saw it was glistening in juices; way too much to be all her. She bent down and kept riding me, making sure the head was stroking her entrance; I'd have been fucking her if not for the fabric between us.

"You see how wet I am. You know that's not all me, Jack," Laura said. "After I made her cum all over herself in the parking lot, I hauled her back inside and we went into the bathroom and I ate her sweet, sweet pussy, " Laura said, leaning back and working her clit on your crown. "Fuck, Jack. Try her. Fuck her. Don't even tell her you're going to. **** her until she cums so much she begs you to let her catch her breath. Fuck...her sweet...fucking...twat....mmm...God, I could live off those juices forever. I came just licking her."

You're to your breaking point. She doesn't ease up.

"And after I had her creaming so hard she couldn't stand, we scissored right there on that dirty bathroom floor."

You lost it. She kept grinding and you came so hard the first three surges coated her snatch through your jeans like a squirt gun unloading through a t-shirt. You kept pumping and she kept talking as you lathered her molten hot slit with your cum and exploded all over you.

"Jesus! The fucking door was unlocked, Jack!" she squealed as she came. "Anyone...anyone...could have walked in and joined...er...saw us!" she said, bucking, her own thoughts making her crash over the edge again. She passes out on top of you and you're not far behind her; dripping with her cum, your cum, and Amber's second-hand pussy juice.