Who wouldn't?

Your large tits sway to the rhythm of your neighbour's deep, hard thrusts. He lean in closer to lock lips with you once more, allowing you to coil your arms around his torso. You hook your nails onto his shirt, certain he can feel them dig into his skin through the thin fabric. This was so wrong, but it feels so right. You wish you could enjoy his savage pounding every day, but you know he has his own wife and family. A very lucky wife, as Paul's rod reaches deep enough to almost kiss your cervix. You know his load could easily shoot straight into your womb if he released inside of you. There is a small voice in the back of your head, reminding you that you don't take birth control. But the voice of reason is faint, and is drowned out by your moans of pleasure and your neighbour's grunts. It is almost as if your body wants to receive his seed more than your brain can protest.

Before you can think any deeper, your mind goes blank and a shudder passes through your body. A second climax, which causes your eyes to roll back as you buck your hips spastically against Paul's, who bites his lip to hold back his own while he keeps his large cock deep inside of your fertile sex. Your toes curl as your legs wrap around him, locking him inside of you while your sensitive, soft inner walls contract around his shaft.

After a few, intense seconds of **** extacy, you feel your body go weak, almost limp. Paul doesn't allow you a moment of rest, however, since he pulls his hard rod from your soaking quim and flips you onto your belly. He slides you towards him, so you're **** to plant your feet on the ground. You notice now that the table's top is glistering in a coating of your sweat. It makes sense, since this had been the most exercise you've had in a long while. You keep your head and arms rested on the table, and your D-cups make nice, soft pillows for your upper body. A slightly hoarse moan escapes your throat as he slips his cock back inside of you with ease. You must've screamed loud enough to break your voice a moment ago. Your fingers grasp for the edges of the table to keep you in place, since your legs still shiver from your previous orgasm, and the fact his large member has now found it's way into your slit again doesn't help.

"Fuck, Em'... I can't hold much longer..."

Paul grunts as he starts pumping away at your twitching pussy. Your brain tells you to make him pull out, but you are no longer in control of your body nor voice. All your neighbour hears is your groans of approval. In your current state of sexual extacy, you are unable to object to anything Paul would do to you. Your body is almost begging for the man's seed. Your grip tightens around the table as you can feel his thrusts going slower, yet deeper and harder. His hands on your hips hold you tighter than before.

"I'm... Cumming..."

He yells out with a tensed voice, before he exhales a deep, long groan. Along with his groan, he pushes himself balls deep inside of your welcoming slit. You can feel his load shoot past your cervix, into your fertile womb. Your entire body tenses up as you reach your third climax. Your mind is empty of thoughts. All you sense is intense pleasure, which you express with another cry. Your orgasm lasts for at least ten seconds, but these seconds feel like minutes to you, and only once your body is done shuddering and twitching, does it go limp, completely exhausted.