Well, he can't argue with that.

Alex throws his hands into the air. "Damnit fuck, can't argue with that," He glares at the both of you as Carl pays his son little mind and continues driving home.

"Don't worry Alex," Carl said, panting, working up a sweat as he dragged you as close to the edge as he could. "You can have her next!"

With those parting words he **** his dick as deep as it could go and painted the inside of you white. It tingled and as his dick twitched you climaxed with him, milking his cock of all his worthless sperm.

It takes you both a minute to come down from your high but by then Carl is pulling out and holds out a hand to help you up. He smirks at you, looks down at his cum-soaked dick, and asks, "Help a brother out?"