These Guys Aren't Worth It

You see no reason to interrupt your evening plans for these random punks. You and your girlfriend get in your car and begin driving to her house to drop her off.

Katie puts her hand on your right thigh as you drive, her touch almost electric through your tight football pants. You can feel your dick begin to harden as she begins putting her hand under your jersey and begins running her hand down your abs. It’s hard to concentrate on driving at this point as you feel your penis pushing against the confines of your athletic cup.

“I guess you don’t want to go straight home, eh baby?” you say, flashing a winsome smile at your smoking hot girlfriend.

“Not yet stud. Let’s go to Ridgeline Park. It’s near my house and the stars are beautiful this time of night…” she replies.

You can see by the lust in her eyes that the pretty stars aren’t the only thing on her mind. And her hand moving up your inner thigh probably gave you a clue too.