but not enough to stop her from diving

Some small corner of your brain is working on ways you might cockslap a moving target like 6B Beth. The rest of your brain isn't doing anything at all though, and that's the part the sends the messages to your body's various systems. So you stand there doing nothing at all besides automatically pumping a little more blood into your cock as your crazy, impossible, topless neighbor charges towards you.

Beth slides on her knees, digging into the roof stones to slow her speed, sliding impossibly gracefully right up to your pelvis, her pretty, full lips parting just enough to take you in but still squeeze you just a little bit. Whatever inkling of a dormant seed of a beginning of a rough draft of the first item of a barebones outline of a plan you'd had a moment ago is replaced completely in your mind with the thought mmmmm warm.

Then Beth is rising up on her knees and compressing back down, rubbing the top of your dick against the top of her mouth as she does so. The firm, bumpy flesh is just resistant enough to really excite you, but 6B Beth isn't done proving her expertise. With your dick up in the roof of her mouth, she has plenty of room left to maneuver her tongue beneath it, and begins to tickle the underside of your shaft with the pointy little tip. You shudder in ecstasy from the combination of distinctly wonderful sensations coming from the countless nerve endings scattered across the broad spectrum of dick parts currently being pleasured. In your idiot mind, that sounds like Damn, this Beth sucks good!

When her tickling tongue leaves your shaft and meets the wrinkly skin that connects its underside to your dick head, you simply can't handle the sensations anymore, and begin to pump cum up against the roof of Beth's mouth. The jizz has nowhere to go and coats every surface in there until it starts dribbling out of the corner of her lips, down the side of her chin.

*llllgggllllulp* *llllgggllllulp* *llllgggllllulp* *llllgggllllulp* Beth swallows hurriedly and uncomfortably with each pump of jizz, her tongue going flat against the underside of your shaft, pushing it against the roof of her mouth, coaxing each new flow of cum from your pump all while struggling to swallow the prior one.

*llllggglmmmm* *ggllllggglmp* *mgmgmglmp* she sucks dick real good, but even 6B Beth is struggling to keep up now that you have been slowly and steadily pumping cum into her for what is going on three times the duration of a real world orgasm. Looking down at the pretty girl, you see her throat pumping each swallow, her mouth dribbling your spunk onto her chest, her eye tearing up from the **** she should be doing but is somehow mastering instead.

Beth digs her knees deeper into the rough stones to brace herself. She grabs your asscheeks with her hands and squeezes hard, pulling you further into her face even as she struggles to breath and contain the surging cum river. Your head starts to clear into the consciousness that comes after an orgasmic release, but your cum doesn't stop. Beth is at least as confused as you are by the endless orgasm, but neither of you is quitting. Her glugs turn to muffled yelps, the dribble of cum down her chin becomes a steady flow, yet she pulls so hard on your ass that your dick finally finds its way deep, deep into her gullet, still pumping in time with her rhythmic grunts.

*ULMGP* - *ULMGP* - *ULMGP* - *ULMGP*

You're both pretty impressed with your performances. What began as a few drips of jism on her right tit has turned into a river of jizz flowing over the fleshy hilltops of her tits and into the deep valley of her cleavage. She's covered in so much cum it looks like ten men or more must have blown their loads on her chest. What's leaking out is just a small portion of what's being pumped in total, and you wonder where it's all coming from? Where is it going?

Beth is redfaced and squirming, obviously struggling way harder than she ever expected to from sucking anyone off , especially such an easy to please horndog like you. You've got the rhythm of your pelvic thrusts now linked up with the rhythm of your cum pump, her labored gulping keeping time. She isn't ever going to give up on her own, but she does seem to be faltering, looking like she might collapse and slide off your open fire hydrant of a dick at any moment. She lets go of your ass and leaves you in control of the situation, to do what you do best, really throatfuck her. She grasps for something to hold onto, to steady herself, but there's nothing, only your naked, crusty legs.

You sense she might need some more help, so you grab the back of her head with both hands and pull her in to meet each thrust with maximum ****. She seems like she's about to pass out. You should be too, but she's the only one seeming worse for the wear.

Your dick pumps its hundredth spurt of cream into the now cumsoaked body of 6B Beth as your orgasm rounds out the end of its second full minute. Finally, you feel the pretty woman go limp in your hands, and let her drop unceremoniously to the stones below. Your dick is only half-erect, pumping weak little half pumps like a garden hose expelling its warm, watery leftovers as the gardener undoes the kinks to put it away. You make sure the last few pumps of cum land in Beth's fake-messy hair. She's ****, curled up in the depression her knees dug in the roof pebbles, shimmering in the evening sunlight in her thick goopy suit of sperm juice.

You have no pants to pull up anymore, so you kneel and wipe your dick on her forehead.

As you are rising to your feet, the rooftop stairway door swings open, and Beth comes out, looking hot in a long, frilly goth skirt and a lacy black camisole, all cleaned up and ready to...

"I'm soooo gonna kick your ass," she says, but that can't be right. Where's Kristi? This Beth looks pissed. "It sounded like someone was up here jerking off a rainstick or something. Not far off I guess. Meanwhile I'm inside trying to have a production meeting with my product team... You know, avoiding distractions like these is exactly why I pay what I do for the top floor lifestyle, so imagine my surprise when I hear..." she keeps going but you quit listening.

It's a third Beth. Same big tits and curvy figure, same black on black color scheme, but a pricier version of the goth wardrobe and an impossibly perfect beehive of thick black hair piled up on her head with perfect little ringlet curls dangling down on the sides, no cutlery, take-out or otherwise, in sight.

This Beth is Penthouse Beth.

She's here to tell you that you and 6B Beth are making the noise she pays a premium every month to avoid. But you're here to get your dick sucked, and at least one of you realizes this isn't the Undisturbed Work-from-home Universe.