Yes

Sober and clear-headed, Matt might have refused to let anyone try putting a cock bigger than his forearm inside of him at all costs...but he was neither of those things right now. The **** had put his inhibitions at an all time low, and more importantly, he needed to cum. Andrea's fingers have him trembling with the need for just a bit more...

With things as they are, he doesn't even have the patience to really think it through...he nods quickly, feeling ****. Andrea responds by pulling out her fingers, gripping his legs for leverage, and putting the tip of her girl-cock to his hole. Feeling it against him, he feels a spike of nervousness, but it's too late for second-guessing...Andrea thrusts, and his vision goes white.

Andrea's tip pushes through Matt's entrance in one decisive movement, followed by several inches of her cock. Even though the majority of her member is yet to enter him, the first several inches already go as deep as her fingers ever could, and the thickness is in a different league altogether. The width of her cock squeezes his weak-point, stimulating him more than ever, and he has the most intense orgasm of his life.

It feels like his semen is being **** out as he shoots ropes of semen all over himself. The pleasure is so intense that he doesn't even notice the ache associated with Andrea forcing more and more of her titanic monster into him. He can't see, he can't think, all he can do is cum, involuntarily moaning with wild abandon the whole time.

Matt's orgasm seems to stretch out for eternity, as the stimulation of Andrea slowly but surely entering him keeps him from coming down from his orgasmic high...it's not until Andrea has miraculously pushed the entirety of her length into him that Matt manages to drop from moaning and cumming to merely panting and gasping.

"Ya liked that Matty?" She doesn't wait for an answer that Matt doesn't feel capable of giving at the moment. "All I did so far was put it in, ya know?"