"Fuck, I've had blue balls all day," I said to Jess as she tapped out a line of cocaine on the Maserati's dashboard. She snorted it quickly and wiped up the remnants to rub on her gums.

"Good," she said. "Because I want a big load of cum."

I already had pulled out my cock, which was deliciously hard. Jess sucked me in greedily. There was need behind her immediate and relentless pace.

"Jesus, babe," I said, brushing her hair aside as I drove.

"I need that fucking cum," she said, briefly pulling off. "I don't need to eat anything but your cum."

For our date night, I went nostalgic...