Nope. In fact, he wants more.

Bruce didn't respond at first. He simply sat back in the chair, watching his cum drip out of the pretty brunettes pussy. She just laid on her side, looking at him desperately. He suddenly felt his cock twitch again. It was then he realized that he hadn't gotten soft.

'Well goddamn,' he thinks to himself, 'I better not let this go to waste.'

Bruce stood up and walked back toward Topanga. She saw him coming and tried to climb over the back of the couch, but Bruce grabbed her leg and pulled. She was already tired, and lost her grasp on the couch. Bruce easily pulled her off the sofa and onto the floor. He then took the leg he had grabbed, lifted it up, and place it over his shoulder. He then lined up his cock with her still leaking pussy and pushed forward. They both moaned as he sunk back into her.

"Fuck this pussy is good!" he moaned loudly. Topanga only cried out in response. With her leg hoisted up over shoulder, he was able to sink into her even deeper.

Knowing that she was properly loosened up, Bruce decided to stop holding back. He gripped her hips roughly and began to fuck her with wild abandon, sliding his whole cock in and out of her with each thrust. Bruce marveled at the way her tits bounced each time he drove into her.

"Fuck that's hot," he said before leaning down and sucking one of her large brown nipples into his mouth. This made Topanga gasp as he began to suck and lightly bite at it. She felt the muscles in her stomach beginning to tighten as the sensation of her nipple being played with radiated through her body.

Bruce felt it too as her cunt muscles rhythmically tightened around his cock. He moaned around the nipple in his mouth as the other hand slid up to roughly squeeze and play with her other tit.

Topanga could only lay there and groan in frustration as the combined efforts of Bruce's long cock sliding in and out of her along with the attention he was paying to her tits pushed her toward yet another orgasm. She made another vain attempt to push at his shoulders, but it was like trying to push against a boulder. Her whole body suddenly tightened and she felt her arms involuntarily slide across his back as she once again came around the cock that was forcefully fucking her. She clenched her teeth and his grunted loudly as the muscles in her pussy flexed and squeezed on Bruce's dick. As she started to come down from it, Bruce released her nipple with a loud pop.

"You like that you dumb whore?" he said with obviously glee in his voice.

"Fuck you," she said quietly between gasp.

She suddenly let out a loud squeak as Bruce shoved his cock in her particularly hard. He then leaned forward and grabbed her beneath her chin. As he leaned his face toward hers, she realized too late what he intended.

"No," she said pathetically as he suddenly locked his mouth onto hers.

His tongue forced its way into her mouth, acting almost as aggressively as the cock inside her. She briefly tried to push his face away from hers, but he simply grabbed both of her arms and pinned them at her side. After another moment of resistance, she let out a defeated sigh and let her mouth relax and allowed the bastard's tongue to explore the inside of her mouth.

This carried on for several minutes. He continued to roughly shove his cock in and out of her, his hands holding hers down, as he roughly kissed her. Although he still held her wrist tightly, it wasn't necessary. For her part, most of the fight had gone out of Topanga. She knew all she could do was lay there as this strange man ran his tongue against hers as his cock quickly moved in and out of her.

She now kept her eyes tightly shut and tried to will her body not to react to the feeling of him fucking her. A part of her mind felt satisfaction in knowing that if she concentrated hard enough, she could probably keep herself from coming again.

Her concentration was only broken as she felt the man's movements change. His long and hard thrust suddenly became quicker and jerkier. Along with this, his grunts and moans in her mouth began to grow more desperate. Her eyes shot open as she realized he was about to cum again.

She began to struggle against the arms holding her. She couldn't let him do it again. She twisted and moved her body, but with her leg still hiked up and him holding both her arms down, there was no way she could stop him. He suddenly broke the kiss, leaving a trail of spit that fell across her lips.

"Oh fuck," he moaned.

"Wait, don't," she's said desperately before he thrust his whole body forward. Her eyes grew wide and all she could do was let out a high pitched moan as she felt the cock inside her began to twitch. With him being even deeper than before, she felt it splash against her cervix as he began to moan continuously and begin to make a series of deep, quick thrust into her.

Her response now was to breathe hard and stare at the ceiling as for the second time in less than an hour a man who was not her husband was cumming inside of her.

After what felt like forever, but what she supposed was probably only a few more seconds, he finally shoved in one final time and held himself there.

"Oh that's good," he moaned quietly. He then released her leg and let her lower it back to the floor before laying himself on top of her. They laid like that for about a minute, the two of them breathing hard. She felt the man's ragged breathing as his sweat began to mix with hers.

She gasped in surprise as he suddenly pushed himself up and withdrew his cock from inside her. The sudden shock of his cock being pulled out of her followed by the little drip of cum that leaked out caused her to spasm. She bit her lip and screwed her eyes shut as she willed herself not to cum again. As she felt the feeling begin to pass, she opened her eyes to see the man beginning to put his clothes back on.

"Well that was fun," he said "but, it's time I got down to business. You just lay there and don't move. Do you understand?" She was past arguing at this point and simply nodded her head in a tired way, and shut her eyes again.