Of course!

The hand job you were getting was angry, the grip was tight, but your balls were boiling.

"Well, she makes sure I see plenty of her tits and ass," you say. "She's practically begging for it the way she stands and what she wears. Of course I think about fucking your mom," you say, gritting your teeth against the pleasure of the dick-fisting she's giving you and the thrill of admitting the fact that you've wanted to stick your dick in Doe since you met her at dinner when your girlfriend brought you home.

"Besides, she's basically an older version of you, so hopefully I find her smoking hot! That means I'll want to fuck you until you're her age or older!" The hand job slowed down for a second and then she spit on your dick. It was a lot of spit, she was salivating profusely. You couldn't help but wonder if her pussy was just as wet. As soon as the glob of spit hit your cock, she does up. The wet sounds of the angry blowjob practically echoed.

Then it dawn's on you: your girlfriend left the door open and if Doe is awake, there's no way she can't hear you in this apartment...