No, you've wasted enough time

Shaking your head, you realize that you might as well just leave and avoid trouble entirely. If you keep getting delayed, you won't make it to the university before dark!

"You sure made a mess of Courtney's car," Erica says as you drop into the back seat beside her. Her eyes dart down and back up as a smile appears on her face. "John, do you want me to get that for you?" she says, pointing to your crotch.

"Oh, uh...sure." Erica offering herself without even being asked feels a little strange, but you're not about to refuse.

"Courtney, could you hand me the tissue box?" Courtney nods, throwing Erica the tissues while she pulls the car out of the parking lot.

"Oh, tissues...like, for cleaning," you sigh.

"Hmm? Oh...OH!" Erica laughs. "I'm sorry, I thought you understood. I just wanted to make sure your boxers weren't dripping when we got there!" She begins wiping you down with the tissue, but quickly transitions to a handjob. "Is this better? I didn't think you'd be ready for another round so fast...it's not even lunch and you've already cum so many times."

"Wow, he's hard again already?" Courtney giggles. "What's gotten into you today, John?"

Shrugging, you glance over at Erica. "Y'know, I'm not sure why you need tissues to clean me up...you've got a perfectly good mouth." She nods, leaning down into your crotch and taking you into her mouth.

After a minute of licking and sucking, you look up from the display to see that the car has stopped at a red light. A van pulls up beside you, driven by a woman with a blonde ponytail. In the passenger seat is a girl you presume to be her daughter, who's around your age and wearing a sweatshirt with the university's logo.

Your attention is pulled away from the window as Erica speeds up, tilting her head side to side. The sensation is too much for you, and you begin to climax with surprising ****. Erica is caught off guard, failing to catch the spray as it shoots all over her face, as well as the seat in front of you.

You looked back out the window to see the women staring at you. The mother's mouth was gaping, and the daughter was laughing. Erica looked up at them, then smiled and started to wave. The mother quickly closed her mouth and hit the gas pedal, speeding away.

"Well," you say out-loud, "they're in a hurry."

Erica spent the next few minutes cleaning you off with her tongue, before finally tucking your member back into your boxers.

"We're here," Courtney announces. You look up to see students walking to and fro, darting from one class to another. You can already see more than a few women you wouldn't mind having your way with... This is gonna be fun.

"Let's go girls," you say, opening the door.

People are staring in your direction as they walk by; your bare boxers raise some eyebrows, while plenty of guys are ogling Erica in her thong and stockings. You guessed that your attire might cause some problems, but since all it takes is an explanation to make things right, that shouldn't be much of an obstacle.