No one walks in. Steven fills Miranda's pussy again.

"OHGOD...take it Miranda..." Steven hisses as he thrusts violently into her tight pussy and cums deep in her womb, shooting his baby-makers as deep into her fertile baby factory as he could until he felt his balls drain completely into her and pulled out of her.

"We got 90 minutes to be out of here with no fear of them waking up," Steven tells Russ as they look at the clock on the wall, "let's rest up for awhile and then fuck them one more time."

"How are we going to let these sluts know what we've been doing to them all night, Steve?" Russ asks, not really caring, but curious as to how the aftermath of this might go.

"They know our names, but I bet they won't even remember what we look like when they wake up," Steven responds, "so I figure we leave them a note and "thank" them for the wonderful time we had with them tonight. Then we let them figure out for their own slutty selves what happened to their pills."

"Sounds like a plan to me," Russ tells him as he looks at Carrie still sleeping off her ****-addled stupor and starts to get a little erect again, "now...do you think maybe we can finish them off so we can get out here and then watch the show for the next nine months?"

"Absolutely," Steven tells him as Russ climbs on top of Carrie again, ready to make this one count, since it was going to be the last chance he ever got to fuck someone as hot as Carrie Underwood either way, "I'm gonna let you start, though. Got to build my strength back up before I plow Miranda again.