Stop thrusting.

The logical side of your brain snaps you out of primal urge before you go too far and cum inside Erin, who is most likely not on birth control. Unhooking her legs from your elbows, you stop thrusting and reluctantly pull your cock out of her quivering pussy.

"Mwaaa?" she moans in confusion.

"I don't want to cum in you," I tell her. "I mean I do but..."

She looks down at your erection slick with her juices and then spreads her long legs.

You stare at her wet redden labia.

"Muck meh," she pleads.

"Fuck you?" you ask to verify if that is what she is trying to say through her gag.

She nods.

"But I could get you pregnant?" you wonder.

She shakes her head.

"You're on birth control?"

She nods.

"Um, okay," you shrug and line the tip of your cock to her pussy lips. However, before you could push your hips forward, the blonde wraps her legs around your waist and pulls you into her.

"Mo meth!" she moans into her panties.

"I'm going to fuck you until I cum," you warn her, giving her a last chance to change her mind.

She nods.

Resting your hands at her sides so you can hover over her to watch her beautiful face twist in erotic agony and her tits jiggle violently as you mercilessly pound away at her tight cunt. You lose track time and the number of orgasms you bring her to.

"Ah FUCK!" is all the warning you give before you collapse on top of her and your cock explodes. You continue to thrust to pump thick jets of jizz into her womb until you finally empty your balls.

Pushing yourself off of her you survey your work -- Erin has her eyes closed and is breathing heavy with her legs splayed apart, allowing cum to ooze from her snatch, after the long, hard fuck you gave her.

"Craig?" you hear Sam gasp behind you. "What did you do?"