Of course not

Rick felt a little like falling over himself. Instead he withdrew himself from Donna and sat back. Donna's pulse was racing which is hardly the sign of a dead person. Besides, he'd never heard of anyone getting fucked to death although he supposed a heart attack could be termed that. Donna, though, hadn't had a heart attack, she'd had an orgasm. And unless Rick was very mistaken, this was her first. For a forty-year-old woman, that had to be a traumatic event, especially as she'd probably been told, and convinced herself, that the modestly pleasant experiences she'd had were all she would ever get.

"She'll be fine," Rick said.

"Well, in that case it's my turn." Charlotte grabbed for his dick.

He twisted away. "Got to check my phone."

"If it's your wife," Tanya said, "let me talk to her. 'Cause it's no fair hogging a force of nature like you all to herself."

"No wife," Rick admitted. "But I have some friends I need to keep track of."

Kat had input her hourly report and claimed everything was fine. Which Rick had a hard time believing... those shaved-head guys did not look like people everything would ever be fine with. Still, he would continue backing his team's decisions... for now.

"Okay, now it's my turn," Charlotte insisted.

So it was.

Fortunately, Charlotte had no problems orgasming. She did have a bit of a problem fitting his cock in her tiny pussy, though. Which gave Tanya an excuse to grab his dick, supposedly to keep him from fucking Charlotte too deeply, but realistically because she wanted to grab his dick.

One of the other women sat on Charlotte's face while another got behind Rick and licked out his asshole.

He considered cumming inside Charlotte but again, there were two more women and he intended to give each of them the best he could manage.

Charlotte was completely wet, thoroughly turned on, and before long, orgasming all over the living room floor while the other women cheered her on.

Rick would never have dreamed he would look at fucking two more attractive women as a chore, but he actually wondered if he would have to go through with it.

Fortunately, he got his second wind and equally fortunately, neither was as stubborn as Donna had been. Plus the hours of dancing, tit-biting, pussy-licking, ass-sucking, and general subjugation to an outpouring of female pheromones had them at the point of orgasm even before he fucked them. Another ten minutes each had the two cumming.

Which left Rick.

Tanya organized the five women (Donna had woken from her 'petite morte' and was back in action) into a semi-circle as Rick stroked himself to his (finally) own orgasm, and taught the women how, exactly, a cum-swap should go as he liberally coated each woman with thick wads of cum.

He'd just finished when his phone alarm went off.

At least the timing was right. But the alarm meant Kat hadn't sent her hourly text which might mean she was just busy. He feared, though, that wasn't it at all.