how-do-you-do everyone. I thought you might revel hearing about the summer that I just had. My figure is Reb. I am 24 years old and have a good job that lets me enjoy my favorite spare-time activity. I really like hot rod cell and custom railroad car. I already have a candy Malus pumila red 40 Henry Ford coupe powered by a 327 with three deuces. It is a smashing ride. This is the second summer that I have had it.

This May I was at a Sabbatum night Sonic Drive-in for the monthly rod-in. We all arrived about 6 o'clock and exhausted time talking and looking at each others automobile and listening to '55-'70 rock n'roll euphony. There were about 30 cars that Nox and Sonic liked the extra patronage that we gave them as well as the former citizenry that came to see our railway car. About 10pm I was sitting in my 40 having a milkshake when someone came up to the passengers side door. I looked over to see who it was. `` Hi, I really like your car. '' said the cute young lady looking in the windowpane. `` Can I get in ? '' I said sure and she opened the door. Then I got a good smell at her. She was about 5'4 '' and probably weighed around 110. She was dressed the part. Wearing a spiritualist distance full annulus, a white button down blouse and saddle skid with bobby air-sleeve. Her shoulder length brown haircloth was in a ponytail. She was cute, very cute. My first surmise at her measurements would be 32C-22-32.

As she slid into the rider seat she told me that her name was Betty Lou and that she REALLY liked my car and thought I was really cute to. We shared my milk handshake and spent the next hr talking. It turned out that she was a couple months past her 18th birthday and she lived in the next town over which was only a few statute mile to the West. About 11 most people were leaving and Betty Lou asked me if I would take her home. She had come with respective friends and had told them that she would find her own way home. I was enjoying being with her so I said that I would. We pulled out from the drive-in and I waved to the few rodders that were still there.

About half way there she told my to turn off onto a incline road that we came to. `` There is a skillful place back there overlooking the lake where we can talk some more. '' It was a dirt route but it was smooth. I do n't care to contract the 40 on scandal roads but when a girl makes that suggestion you do n't remember too heavily about it. I can moisten it again tomorrow. About a one-half geographical mile down the road there was a grass field at the sharpness of the lake. I pulled up to the shore and parked. Betty Lou leaned over against me and within a few seconds she had her hand on my privates as she kissed me. Then she said, `` Can I suck your cock ? '' Before I even said a word she was unzipping my trouser. I actually thought about it, for about a second. After all she was only 18. The 40 has bucket seats and a floor slip so she had to jiggle around a little bit to get her top dog in my lap. I put my backside back as far as it would go and that helped a lot.

Betty Lou unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it to the English allowing her braless tits out into the open air. She took my right on hired hand and guided it around her shoulders to her firm young pile. She managed to get my rapidly hardening pecker and balls out of my bloomers and planted a kiss on the tip of it while licking the starting time dip of pre cum from my slit. She stroked my now fully knockout 6-1/2 column inch cock with her bridge player and let the head slip of paper between her lips. She circled my cockhead with her knife and sucked. I squeezed and rubbed her tit and rolled her mammilla between my pollex and forefinger. With my other hand I lightly pushed on her head to encourage her to take to a greater extent of my prick in her sassing. To my surprise she moved down and my entire cock disappeared into her mouth. I could feel my point rubbing the face of her throat. She stopped and held it fully buried in her throat for several moment before pulling back so just the capitulum was in her mouth and she licked around it again. Then she quickly took it completely down her pie-eyed throat again. I squeezed her tit hard and moaned from the marvelous feeling. `` Wow, I said, how did you ever learn to do that ? '' I asked. She cupped my testis in her hand and took my cock out of her mouth. Smiling, she looked up at me and said, `` My dada taught me. '' Then she went back to work bobbing up and down the full moon length of my shaft. When I felt that I was prepare to come, I told Betty Lou, but instead of pulling off she stopped with me fully in her and wet-nurse arduous and squeezed my balls. That was all I could hold and exploding I shot load after incumbrance straight down her pharynx. She bobbed and sucked till there was null left to come out. She kissed my cockhead one lowest time and sat up and said that she needed to get domicile before midnight but she would like to see me more. She gave me her phone number. I was still feeling weak but I started the car and took her home. Before getting out she gave me a big candy kiss and squeezed my cock and balls again. `` Call me, Johnny Reb. ``

I called her the next afternoon and we have been a regular thing all summer. She turned out to be a really teenager nympho. We suck and fuck every sentence and place we get the chance. I must have dumped a gallon of cum into her but she is always make for more. We take my 40 to a lot of car show and runs. virtually car shows have a cruise where all the elevator car drive slowly down the street while one C, sometimes chiliad, of the great unwashed demarcation the sidewalks and give up and sunniness as the gondola slowly force back past. It turns out that one of Betty Lou 's preferent things is to suck me off while I drive the 40 in these. She 's down low enough that hoi polloi ca n't see her. We went to Hot August Nights in Reno, which is one of the country 's biggest car shows with over 4000 cars registered and many More just driven there by their owners to see the show. The Saturday dark street cruise was long and slow and before we got to the end, Betty Lou had sucked me till I had given her two big loads of cum. She never spilled a drop.

A couple week later I entered the 40 in a lowly topical anaesthetic car display. Betty Lou walked up close to the two justice who were judging that course of study and get word them talking about how they were having a hard time deciding the course of instruction winner between me and a 37 Chevy coupe down the row. One of the judge was in his late 30 's and the other in his latterly 40 's. Betty Lou stepped between them and quietly said that she knew something that would help oneself them decide the achiever. She told them to keep an eye on her and she would show them. She led them to the official 's office trailer. About 20 minutes later they came back. Her fuzz was mussed and her skirt was on backwards. I was awarded the trophy.

The other night we were at the local rod-in at the Sonic when she said to me that she thought that my protagonist Bobby was cute too and asked if I thought he would care to spend some time with us and if I would listen if he did. Seeing some more fun metre ahead I said that I bet that he would like that and that I would ask him. I hope that this summer never ends.




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