Messily

After that initial swerve, Rick focused on driving without causing an accident.

Kat focused on giving him the best blowjob he could remember.

He was going to have to get his car windows tinted, he decided as a truck passed him, then slowed down to pull alongside.

Rick didn't care. This definitely made driving more pleasant.

Kat bobbed her head over his dick for a couple of minutes then came up for air. "I think," she said, "your dick is getting bigger."

"It should be. It's got a beautiful woman sucking on it."

"I mean, it's bigger when erect. Does bio-DNA do that?"

"Don't know, don't care." He gently suggested she get back to work at it by tugging on the mohawk spikes on top of her head.

She didn't seem to mind, going down on him, taking him so deep he felt her tonsils getting in the way, then bobbing up for a gasp of air before going back down.

She reached into his fly and massaged his balls while she sucked.

Rick had meant it when he'd told Mike Miss Oklahoma was a blowjob pro but she was nothing compared to Kat.

She brought him to the brink of orgasm three times, each time squeezing on the base of his cock just when he was about to unload, then going back to work when he was under control once more.

It was the most patient, most careful, most exquisite blowjob he'd ever gotten.

Finally, he couldn't wait any longer.

"Cumming," he gasped as he unloaded.

She caught the first couple of shots in her mouth, audibly gulping as she swallowed the sticky mass. Then started pumping away and letting him finish all over her face.

He'd always thought those mega-shots from porn videos were fake... and they probably were... but he certainly gave them a run for their money (shot) as he delivered all over Kat's face and hair.

"So," she said as she resumed her seat, her face still covered with big gouts of cum, "are we going to be friends or is this some kind of two-day romance?"