Yes

Andrea nodded, and for the second time that night was dragged upstairs and into an empty room. A different one than the first time. As soon as the door was closed and locked the guy lifted her up, forcing a squeal out of her mouth and brought her to the bed. He pulled her dress off and undressed himself. His dick was a little bigger than Mike's had been, she noticed as he undid his pants. He barely had his boxers past his hips when she leaned forward and licked the tip. He let them fall the rest of the way as she wrapped her lips around the head of his dick, running her tongue over it.

She started bobbing a bit, not quite able to take a lot of it. She used her hand to help, pumping a bit. After a few minutes he pushed her away, and she looked up at him, a little confused. "Don't wanna blow my load before we get to the main course."

He pushed her back and was on her instantly, thrusting his cock into her and pounding her. She was glad she had already been so wet, it would probably hurt otherwise. She also suspected he had modified himself or taken a potion, because his stamina was amazing. They fucked in a variety of positions, and it was only after her 6th orgasm that she realized she must have missed meeting up with Becca. After another three and no sign of her, Andrea figured she must have been busy too. The pair continued fucking, with her partner cumming three times and her losing count.

Afterward, both collapsed to the bed in exhaustion and soon fell asleep.