Time to find Carrie's friends

"Put them away for the night, boys," Ronnie tells them, referring to their cocks, as they drive down the highway, finished for the night. Carrie sleeping it off in her own bed on her own bus, but her mind a million miles away after getting caught up in this.

"Should we just go to Nashville, or...?" Junior asks as he drives the bus, tasked with driving them to their new destination for the night.

"Let's got to Oklahoma," Bill replies, knowing that Miranda Lambert lives there, which makes his cock stir at the thought of fucking her, and impregnating her, in her own bed.

"Won't work, Blake's there," Ronnie replied, referring to her husband Blake Shelton, "remember Bill. Carrie was an easy job for us because she was alone."

"I know I'm just the driver, but I vote Taylor Swift," says Junior, who is told to keep driving as Ronnie lists off the names he wants.

"Miranda Lambert, Kellie Pickler, Taylor Swift, Cassadee Pope, Kimberly Perry, more if we can get access to them," he tells them, "that's the list. Let's huddle up in a hotel and make our next move tomorrow."