Yes!

The glorious image of the busty brunette lying on her back on the coffee table (which Elizabeth and I had tested its sturdiness more than a few times...) with her thighs spread apart and her fingers frigging her wet pussy was all of an answer I needed from her.

Corrine rolled off of me, letting my rock-hard erection slip out of her, and slumped to the couch into the embrace of Stephanie. I pushed myself up and stood between Talia's legs.

"Ian, I need you in me," she begged, her voice quaking slightly with anticipation, as she spread her pussy lips with her fingers for me.

"Help me put it in," I ordered as I lined up the tip of my cock to her wet slit.

She looked down between our bodies to grab my shaft slick with Corrine's juices and guided my cock into her. I leaned over her, resting my hands on the coffee table, and slowly nudged my way into her hot depths.

"Ian," she moaned, wrapping her legs around my waist, as she stared into my eyes, "I want your baby!"

Well, I had planned to hold out until I made love to all five of them before I finally cum myself but I did make a promise to her...

We were lost in each other that we had completely forgotten that our best friends and lovers were watching us make love on the coffee table. We kissed passionately as I stroked in and out of her pussy with long, slow thrusts for several minutes.

"Fuck me harder," she pleaded, unwrapping her legs from my waist and hooked them over my shoulders.

"Yeah," I agreed with a grunt and started fucking her like a mad animal in heat. There was no more making tender love or self control; I was going to fuck her as hard as fast as I could until I filled her fertile womb of my seed.

"OhGod!Fuck!Ooooh!God!" Talia babbled while I pounded her senseless.

My head hovered over hers so I could watch her beautiful face scrunch in erotic pain as her orgasm washed over her.

But I kept hammering away at her spasming pussy.

"OoohGod... Ian... OHGOD! Please, Ian," she moaned. "Oooh... cum in... OH! me!"

And that pushed me over the edge. With a roar I pumped what felt like a gallon of semen into her. After my final thrust, Talia pulled my face down to hers and we kissed in the afterglow.

"Thank you, Ian," she whispered.

"That's what friends are for," I chuckled.

"I can't believe you're still hard," she giggled as she playfully squeezed my cock with her pussy.

I finally looked up to see the other girls on the couch and armchairs, snuggling and fingering each other while they had watched Talia and I fuck in front of them. "Well, I still have three more brides..."