Try to drive home now.

You dress, and Lucy mercifully leaves you alone. It's almost 2:30 PM. You've been here way too long, and Jenna and Karen are almost certainly home by now. Your phone shows no texts or missed calls from her, but you don't think it will be too long.
You stumble to the main living room. Ana and Lucy are nowhere to be seen. You're definitely still dizzy, and you feel ten seconds from puking fairly constantly. You just want to get home.
You manage to get back to the clubhouse. Your cart was gone, and you spare a moment's thought for the clubs before realizing that Jack probably has them. You get to the Javelin and turn it over, trying desperately to stop your head from spinning.
Miraculously, you manage to make it home by about 3:00 without getting pulled over or crashing. Your cock is still hard. The Viagra hasn't worn off yet, but sex is the furthest thing from your mind right now.