Keep driving while she sucks, commanding the backseat girls as well

Chad's black Dodge Charger approaching Chad's house, unknown city, at 3:26 PM on Saturday June 15th, 2024

You keep your left hand steady on the wheel while your right grips Cumslut's crimson hair, forcing her to take more of your massive shaft down her convulsing throat. She gags wetly around nine inches now, tears and drool streaming down her pale face, her violet eyes rolling back.

"Backseat," you command without looking away from the road. "Strip. Everything off. I want you naked and ready when we get there."

The response is immediate. You hear fabric tearing—Milky ripping her mesh tank top completely off rather than bothering to pull it over her head. Her enormous leaking tits bounce free, milk spraying across the backseat in thick streams.

"Yes, fuck yes," Milky moans, her voice thick with need. "Need to be naked for you, need you to see everything—"

Needy whimpers desperately, yanking her pink crop top off and fumbling with her soaked denim shorts. "Please hurry, please get there soon, I can't take it anymore, I'm going insane—" Her shorts hit the floor and she tears her white thong off, completely naked now, her small pussy visibly dripping onto the leather seat.

Stacked hesitates for only a heartbeat before her sapphire eyes glaze over and she peels the neon pink sports bra up and off. Her massive H-cups spill free, bouncing heavily. "This is so fucked up," she breathes, but she's already shimming out of the booty shorts, her athletic body fully exposed. "We shouldn't be doing this—"

"But you are," you tell her, making a final turn onto your street. Your two-story house appears ahead—cream siding, parents' cars gone from the driveway. "Because you need my cock more than anything else in the world right now."

"Yes," Stacked whispers, and the admission breaks something in her. Her hand slides between her thighs, fingers finding her soaked slit. "I need it. I need your huge fucking cock inside me."

Cumslut chokes violently as you push her down further, her throat bulging obscenely around your thickness. Ten inches now, her entire face buried in your lap, her small hands clawing at your thighs. You can feel her body convulsing, pleasure building despite her inability to breathe properly.

In the rearview mirror, three completely naked girls writhe in your backseat—Milky's caramel skin glistening with milk, Needy's pale body trembling with desperation, Stacked's athletic curves flexing as she fingers herself frantically. The car reeks of sex, milk, and female arousal.

You pull into your driveway and kill the engine, finally releasing Cumslot's hair. She pulls off your cock with a wet gasp, gasping for air, thick ropes of saliva connecting her lips to your shaft.

"Inside," you order. "Now."