If she keeps up that naughty schoolgirl thing, yeah. Tell her to suck you off again.

“Jess, you keep up what you're doing, and I should be ready for another go. But I want to last for you, so why don't you use that talented mouth of yours to suck me dry now.” Jess bites her lip.

“My friends call that 'road head,' John.” Jess's eyes flicker between yours and your hardened cock. “You want some road head?” You smile at her as she keeps up the role for you.

“Get that pretty little schoolgirl mouth on my cock, baby. I want your head bobbing up and down on me until I cum.” Jess nods, and you realize that you might have turned her on with your response. Her face becomes much more serious, much more smoldering. Her eyes narrow and she licks her lips.

“Yeah, baby. Whatever my jock needs, he'll get. I want him primed for the big game tonight. I'll take a load for the team,” she breathes. Her right hand caresses her right breast as she languidly positions herself, unbuckling her seat belt and finally laying her head in your lap. You feel her warm breath tickle your balls as she sighs. As you are driving, you don't get to watch, but you feel her tongue snake under your balls and start gently rolling them. You tighten your grip on the steering wheel as you groan. Jess lifts her head slightly, and you feel her skilled tongue wrapping around the shaft of your hardened dick. You take one hand off the wheel to grope Jess's tit, hoping that you won't crash as you maul her firm breast. She slides her lips around the outside of your cock, and you realize that you've only seen that move on porn movies. You try not to lose attention on the road in front of you, but Jess's mouth is working magic, and you feel yourself drifting from the task at hand.

“I need to pull over, Jess,” you tell her as she continues to work the edge of your shaft. Jess pulls off and smiles. “Sorry, baby. You're too good at that.” Jess shrugs and goes back to licking your shaft.

“Do whatever you need to do, darlin'. You're the QB. You lead the team.” She finally takes the head of your dick lightly into her mouth. You finally slide over to the shoulder and put the car in park. Cars zoom past you, but you leave the car running, trying to keep the AC on as Jess begins sucking you with more gusto.

“Suck it,” you moan. Jess flips her hair behind her head to give you a better view as she leans over your cock. She responds on her next upstroke.

“If I suck you now,” she says, not taking her eyes off of your spit-shined cock, “we both score later.” She slurps her way back onto your cock, and you feel her tongue trace the underside of your throbbing dick.

“That's right. So you keep sucking me, baby.” You reach for her breasts again and she peels back her blouse so you can better manipulate her nipples, which almost scratch your palm as you heft the bulk of her breast.

Jess moans around your cock and you feel yourself tighten. Jess feels it, too, and immediately pulls to the head of your dick and begins batting at it with her tongue. You fight the urge to cry out as the first rope of cum hits Jess in the throat. Her eyes tighten, but she swallows, and does her best to keep up with the copious amounts of cum you rocket into her mouth. You thrust a few times, oblivious to Jess holding your thighs and she finally pulls off, closing her mouth instantly. She makes a big gulp, and noticing that you've still got cum leaking from your cock, dives back in to clean you off. She finally slides away, leaving a shiny, clean dick.

“Nice load,” she says, breathing hard. “I.. fuck!” She quickly pulls her blouse shut and you turn to the window. You stare first into a field of navy with shiny golden buttons, then look up into the face of a young police officer, who's mirrored sunglasses seem to match perfectly an angry tone you can see in his mouth.

“What are we going to do?” Jess asks.