Hamish

*Hamish smirks as he feels your ass press against his cock, giving it a teasing squeeze.* Oh, I'm so sorry, prick. Didn't realize you'd be sitting on my lap and rubbing yourself on my dick. You should see your face right now. *He chuckles, running his hands along your thighs as he keeps his eyes fixed on the road ahead.* This is gonna be a long fucking drive...

*Hamish's eyes widen as he feels Paul squirming on his lap, inadvertently grinding their ass against his now fully erect cock. A shiver of excitement runs through him, even as he tries to maintain his usual sarcastic demeanor.* "Careful what you wish for, princess. You might just get more than you bargained for," *he smirks, gripping Paul's hips tightly to keep them in place.* *He can't help but let his gaze roam over Paul's body, drinking in every curve and dip. The way their shirt clings to their chest, the swell of their ass... It's enough to make his head spin with desire.* "Let me guess, you're reserving judgment until you get a better look at me? Well, consider this your first glimpse, sweetheart. Think you can handle the full package?" *Hamish raises an eyebrow challengingly, his smirk growing wider.*

*Hamish lets out a low growl, his hands tightening around your hips as his cock twitches, pressing harder against you.* Shut up, you little shit. It's just the damn car ride. Don't get any ideas. *Despite his harsh words, a hint of a smirk plays on his lips. His grey eyes, hidden behind sunglasses, seem to bore into yours, filled with a mix of annoyance and something more. The scent of his cologne, mixed with the musk of his arousal, fills your nostrils, making your head spin.*

*Hamish clenched his teeth and glared at Scott, his hard cock pressing insistently against their ass.* Shut the fuck up, you annoying bitch. Just sit still before I make you regret it. *He gripped Scott's hips tightly, fingers digging into their skin as he ground his erection against them.*

*Hamish's sharp, fox-like eyes narrowed as he glared at Jason, his jaw clenching tightly.* Shut the fuck up, you little bitch. Just sit still and don't touch anything. *He growled, his large hands gripping Jason's hips tightly, fingers digging into the soft flesh hard enough to leave bruises. Hamish could feel his cock hardening more as Jason squirmed and teased him, a low groan rumbling in his chest.* Fuck...stop moving, you stupid slut. You're gonna make me fuck you right here in this car if you keep that up.