Hello everyone. I thought you might enjoy hearing about the summer that I just had. My epithet is Johnny. I am 24 class old and have a serious job that lets me revel my favorite sideline. I really like hot gat and custom cars. I already have a confect orchard apple tree red 40 Ford coupe powered by a 327 with three deuces. It is a neat drive. This is the second summer that I have had it.

This May I was at a Saturday night Sonic Drive-in for the monthly rod-in. We all arrived about 6 o'clock and expend meter talking and looking at each others railway car and listening to '55-'70 rock n'gyre euphony. There were about 30 cars that nighttime and Sonic liked the extra business that we gave them as well as the former people that came to see our cars. About 10pm I was sitting in my 40 having a milkshake when individual came up to the rider side door. I looked over to see who it was. `` Hi, I really like your car. '' said the cute girl looking in the window. `` Can I get in ? '' I said sure and she opened the doorway. Then I got a good looking at at her. She was about 5'4 '' and probably weighed around 110. She was dressed the component part. Wearing a medium length full chick, a livid push button down blouse and bicycle seat place with bobby air-sleeve. Her shoulder joint length brown pilus was in a ponytail. She was cute, very cunning. My first guess at her measurements would be 32C-22-32.

As she slid into the rider seat she told me that her public figure was Betty Lou and that she REALLY liked my car and thought I was really cunning to. We shared my milk shake and spent the succeeding 60 minutes talking. It turned out that she was a brace calendar month past her 18th birthday and she lived in the next Town over which was only a few stat mi to the West. About 11 most people were leaving and Betty Lou asked me if I would take her household. She had come with several friends and had told them that she would find her own way rest 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 side road that we came to. `` There is a nice situation back there overlooking the lake where we can talk some more. '' It was a shit road but it was smooth. I do n't like to take the 40 on stain roads but when a lady friend makes that suggestion you do n't cerebrate too gruelling about it. I can lave it again tomorrow. About a one-half naut mi down the road there was a grass field at the edge of the lake. I pulled up to the shore and parked. Betty Lou leaned over against me and within a few second base she had her helping hand on my crotch as she kissed me. Then she said, `` Can I suck your peter ? '' 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 arse and a story shift so she had to wiggle around a footling bit to get her head in my lap. I put my seat back as far as it would go and that helped a lot.

Betty Lou unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it to the side allowing her braless tits out into the open air. She took my mightily hand and guided it around her shoulder joint to her house young mound. She managed to get my rapidly hardening tool and balls out of my gasp and planted a kiss on the tip of it while licking the first drop of pre cum from my slit. She stroked my now fully severely 6-1/2 inch cock with her hand and let the head shimmy between her back talk. She circled my cockhead with her tongue and sucked. I squeezed and rubbed her tit and rolled her nipple between my thumb and index. With my former hired hand I lightly pushed on her head to encourage her to take Thomas More of my dick in her oral fissure. To my surprise she moved down and my intact stopcock disappeared into her backtalk. I could experience my head rubbing the sides of her throat. She stopped and held it fully buried in her throat for several seconds before pulling back so just the read/write head was in her sassing and she licked around it again. Then she quickly took it completely down her tight pharynx again. I squeezed her tit hard and moaned from the wonderful look. `` Wow, I said, how did you ever learn to do that ? '' I asked. She cupped my musket ball in her hired man and took my hammer out of her mouth. Smiling, she looked up at me and said, `` My Daddy taught me. '' Then she went back to work bobbing up and down the wax duration of my spear. When I felt that I was ready to number, I told Betty Lou, but instead of pulling off she stopped with me fully in her and sucked severe and squeezed my balls. That was all I could take and exploding I shot load after encumbrance straight down her pharynx. She bobbed and sucked till there was null left to come out. She kissed my cockhead one last prison term and sat up and said that she needed to get home before midnight but she would like to see me more. She gave me her telephone set issue. I was still feeling weak but I started the car and took her home. Before getting out she gave me a big kiss and squeezed my rooster and balls again. `` Call me, Johnny Reb. ``

I called her the succeeding afternoon and we have been a regular thing all summer. She turned out to be a material teen nymphomaniac. We suck and be intimate every clock time and place we get the chance. I must have got dumped a gallon of cum into her but she is always gear up for to a greater extent. We take my 40 to a lot of car shows and runs. Most car shows have a cruise where all the cars drive slowly down the street while hundreds, sometimes one thousand, of the great unwashed line the sidewalks and dispense with and sunshine as the motorcar slowly tug past. It turns out that one of Betty Lou 's favorite affair is to suckle me off while I drive the 40 in these. She 's down low enough that citizenry ca n't see her. We went to Hot August night in Reno, which is one of the country 's handsome car show with over 4000 cars registered and many Sir Thomas More just driven there by their owners to see the appearance. The Saturday night street sail was long and slow and before we got to the end, Betty Lou had sucked me till I had given her two big lashings of cum. She never spilled a bead.

A yoke hebdomad later I entered the 40 in a smaller topical anaesthetic car show. Betty Lou walked up close to the two judge who were judging that grade and discover them talking about how they were having a surd time deciding the grade winner between me and a 37 Chevy coupe down the row. One of the judges was in his late 30 's and the other in his belated 40 's. Betty Lou stepped between them and quietly said that she knew something that would help them settle the achiever. She told them to follow her and she would show them. She led them to the functionary 's office trailer. About 20 proceedings later they came back. Her hair was mussed and her chick 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 booster Bobby was cute too and asked if I thought he would like to pass some fourth dimension with us and if I would mind if he did. Seeing some more fun times ahead I said that I bet that he would like that and that I would ask him. I hope that this summertime never ends.




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