Kaley

The hungry look in Kaley's eyes was all the encouragement Randy needed to hurry up and pay for the meal, leaving a generous tip with cash from Jack's wallet, not that they needed it anymore.

Randy already knew what he wanted to do to his perfect brunette; the drive home passed in a high-speed blur. It was a minor miracle no one was killed as he weaved through the evening traffic, his mind entirely occupied by the promised backdoor delights.

Kaley proved as good as her word, falling obediently to her knees the second the door shut behind them. A grateful moan tearing from Randy's throat as his dream girl worshipped his aching, hard cock.

"Oh fuck!" She gasped for air in between trying to cram his full length down her throat, "My man is hung!"

Randy smirked at his dream girl's flattery, but he wasn't about to contradict her.

"And my girlfriend is an incredible cocksucker," he agreed instead, "But I didn't skip dessert and break a dozen traffic laws just for a blowjob..."