how-do-you-do everyone. I thought you might enjoy hearing about the summer that I just had. My name is Johnny. I am 24 years old and have a good job that lets me enjoy my pet hobby. I really like hot rods and usage cars. I already have a candy apple red 40 Ford coupe powered by a 327 with three deuce. It is a neat drive. This is the second summer that I have had it.

This May I was at a Sat nighttime Sonic Drive-in for the monthly rod-in. We all arrived about 6 o'clock and dog-tired fourth dimension talking and looking at each others cars and listening to '55-'70 rock n'ringlet music. There were about 30 elevator car that night and Sonic liked the redundant job that we gave them as well as the other people that came to see our machine. About 10pm I was sitting in my 40 having a milkshake when soul 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 windowpane. `` Can I get in ? '' I said sure and she opened the door. Then I got a honest look at her. She was about 5'4 '' and probably weighed around 110. She was dressed the part. Wearing a spiritualist length full skirt, a white button down blouse and saddle brake shoe with bobby air sock. Her berm length brown haircloth was in a ponytail. She was cunning, very cute. My first guess 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 trill and spent the next hr talking. It turned out that she was a couple calendar month past her 18th natal day and she lived in the next town over which was only a few miles to the West. About 11 nearly people were leaving and Betty Lou asked me if I would take her home. She had come with several friends and had told them that she would come up 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 side road that we came to. `` There is a nice place back there overlooking the lake where we can talk some more. '' It was a turd road but it was smooth. I do n't like to acquire the 40 on dirt roads but when a miss makes that suggestion you do n't think too hard about it. I can wash away it again tomorrow. About a half Swedish mile down the road there was a skunk field at the boundary 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 genitals as she kissed me. Then she said, `` Can I suck your prick ? '' Before I even said a parole she was unzipping my pants. I actually thought about it, for about a 2d. After all she was only 18. The 40 has bucket butt and a floor displacement so she had to wiggle around a trivial bit to get her question in my lap. I put my tush 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 assailable air. She took my ripe deal and guided it around her berm to her firm youthful pitcher's mound. She managed to get my rapidly hardening rooster and balls out of my pants and planted a candy kiss on the tip of it while licking the initiatory drop of pre cum from my twat. She stroked my now fully backbreaking 6-1/2 inch cock with her hired man and let the promontory slip between her lips. She circled my cockhead with her spit and sucked. I squeezed and rubbed her tit and rolled her mamilla between my thumb and index finger. With my other hand I lightly pushed on her fountainhead to encourage her to take more of my prick in her mouth. To my surprise she moved down and my entire cock disappeared into her mouth. I could palpate my head rubbing the side of meat of her pharynx. She stopped and held it fully buried in her throat for respective sec before pulling back so just the head was in her mouth and she licked around it again. Then she quickly took it completely down her tight throat again. I squeezed her tit hard and moaned from the marvellous touch. `` Wow, I said, how did you ever learn to do that ? '' I asked. She cupped my musket ball in her hand and took my cock out of her mouth. Smiling, she looked up at me and said, `` My dad taught me. '' Then she went back to work bobbing up and down the full length of my shaft. When I felt that I was ready to come, I told Betty Lou, but instead of pulling off she stopped with me fully in her and sucked intemperate and squeeze my balls. That was all I could take and exploding I shot load after load straight down her throat. She bobbed and sucked public treasury there was nothing left to fare out. She kissed my cockhead one last clip and sat up and said that she needed to get home before midnight but she would like to see me more than. She gave me her phone number. I was still feeling imperfect but I started the car and took her home. Before getting out she gave me a big kiss and squeezed my turncock and balls again. `` bid me, Reb. ``

I called her the next good afternoon and we have been a regular matter all summer. She turned out to be a material teenager nympho. We suck and make out every meter and lieu we get the chance. I must own dumped a gallon of cum into her but she is always quick for more. We take my 40 to a lot of car shows and streamlet. Most car display have a cruise where all the cars drive slowly down the street while 100, sometimes one thousand, of the great unwashed line of work the sidewalks and waive and sunshine as the railcar slowly drive past. It turns out that one of Betty Lou 's favored matter is to suck me off while I drive the 40 in these. She 's down low enough that people ca n't see her. We went to Hot August nighttime in Reno, which is one of the body politic 's freehanded car display with over 4000 machine registered and many more just driven there by their owners to see the show. The Sat night street cruise was hanker and sluggish and before we got to the end, Betty Lou had sucked me till I had given her two big encumbrance of cum. She never spilled a drop.

A twosome weeks later I entered the 40 in a smaller local car show. Betty Lou walked up close to the two justice who were judging that class and learn them talking about how they were having a hard time deciding the class winner between me and a 37 Chevy coupe down the row. One of the judges was in his late 30 's and the former in his late 40 's. Betty Lou stepped between them and quietly said that she knew something that would aid them resolve the winner. She told them to follow her and she would record them. She led them to the functionary 's office trailer. About 20 instant later they came back. Her whisker was mussed and her doll 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 friend Bobby was cute too and asked if I thought he would like to spend some sentence with us and if I would mind if he did. Seeing some more fun times ahead I said that I bet that he would care that and that I would ask him. I hope that this summer never ends.




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