Jess probed at my jewelry with her tongue, causing the curved bar to move back and forth. It took considerable effort not to moan as she did that, but she must have noticed something because the next time she lifted her head, she said, “Do you like that? When I play with it?”

“Yeah.” My voice came out as a tightly restrained snarl. “It feels good when you move it around. And when it’s in your throat…” I pushed her head back down, resting my hand on the back of her neck.

“Such a good girl, Jess,” Manson said, his hand rubbing between her legs. “Make him feel good.” She moaned on me again, and my foot jerked on the gas. It took every shred of self-control to remain focused despite what she was doing.

The road was hazy — but the things she was doing with her mouth, hand, and tongue were perfectly vivid. It was shocking that we made it to the speedway in one piece, because I couldn’t remember the rest of the drive if my life depended on it.

The second I parked in the large lot outside the Fairgrounds Speedway, I clenched my hands around the back of my seat and closed my eyes, head tipped back as she finished me off. Manson was praising her, and she was grinding down on his palm for pleasure. The sound that came out of me as I spilled in her mouth was more animal than human, and for a moment, I swore I felt my soul leave my body.

“Fucking hell…” I exhaled slowly as I opened my eyes, just in time to see her swallow.

She wanted a fast car? I’d fucking give her a fast car. What else did she want? Makeup? Jewelry? Clothes? A goddamn kitten? I’d give her that too.

Manson snapped me out of my foolish thoughts. Still recording with one hand, he flipped her over with the other. Jess’s head was in my lap, right next to my cock, with her eyes wide and slightly dazed as Manson moved over her.

“Get her shorts down,” he said, and I helped him do it, tugging them open so he could pull them off of her. I was still trying to catch my breath when he entered her, his cock stretching her pussy in a way I could only describe as stunningly sexy. She groaned, her eyes rolling back as he fucked into her. I held her legs up for him, keeping her spread.

“Fuck, that’s going to make me come,” she gasped. I couldn’t decide which of them I wanted to watch more, as Jess’s face softened with pleasure and Manson’s grew harder.