Paul is not that much of a gentleman...

Your fingers slip from the edges of the table, too weak to keep holding on to the surface that is slicked in sweat. The same slick surface that now causes your glistening, slippery body to slide back aswell, and Paul's cock to leave your dripping wet slit with a satisfying pop. Unable to stop yourself, you can only gasp as you're about to collapse to the floor. Instead of stopping you from hitting the ground, Paul takes a step back. He appears to be a little shocked at the intensity of your orgasm. As you lay there in the floor, your legs and arms still shaking, in a tiny puddle of your combined juices that oozed from your slit, he only stands there and chuckles.

"Holy shit, Em'... You must've gone without dick for a long time."

He shakes his head and makes his way over to the kitchen, where he cleans his cock with the first towel he can get his hands on. You always thought Paul was such a nice guy. Did you disappoint him? Or did he just want to see if he could fuck you once? It looks like you won't find out today, since you see Paul has already pulled up his pants and heads towards the hallway. Just before he leaves, however, he pulls out his phone and takes a picture of your trembling, naked body.

"Thanks, Em'. I'll keep this around as a reminder. And just in case you decide to tell my wife. 'Cause if you do, you'll be all over the internet..."

He flashes you a quick wink, after which he disappears out of your sight, and out the door. You roll onto your back and place your hands over your face. How could you have been so stupid? Probably because of the fact you were already extremely horny, thanks to the porn you were watching. Reality hits you. You let him finish inside of you. Without a condom. Without any sort of birth control. Even worse, you think you might be in your most fertile week...