Hello everyone. I thought you might enjoy hearing about the summer that I just had. My name is Johnny. I am 24 years old and stimulate a good job that lets me enjoy my favorite hobbyhorse. I really like hot gat and custom cars. I already have a candy apple red 40 Henry Ford II coupe powered by a 327 with three deuces. It is a tasteful ride. This is the second summer that I have had it.

This May I was at a Sat Nox Sonic Drive-in for the monthly rod-in. We all arrived about 6 o'clock and exhausted time talking and looking at each others machine and listening to '55-'70 rock n'roll music. There were about 30 cars that dark and Sonic liked the superfluous job that we gave them as well as the other hoi polloi that came to see our cars. About 10pm I was sitting in my 40 having a milkshake when somebody came up to the passengers side threshold. I looked over to see who it was. `` Hi, I really like your car. '' said the cute lady friend looking in the window. `` Can I get in ? '' I said sure and she opened the door. Then I got a unspoiled look at her. She was about 5'4 '' and probably weighed around 110. She was dressed the part. Wearing a metier length full wench, a white clit down blouse and saddle horseshoe with bobby socks. Her shoulder duration brown hair was in a ponytail. She was precious, very cute. My kickoff guessing at her mensuration would be 32C-22-32.

As she slid into the passengers seat she told me that her name was Betty Lou and that she REALLY liked my car and thought I was really precious to. We shared my milk shake and spent the adjacent hour 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 nautical mile to the West. About 11 most citizenry were leaving and Betty Lou asked me if I would subscribe to her base. She had come with several booster 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 face road that we came to. `` There is a courteous place back there overlooking the lake where we can talk some more. '' It was a filth road but it was shine. I do n't wish to direct the 40 on dirt roads but when a young lady makes that prompting you do n't think too hard about it. I can lap it again tomorrow. About a half mile down the route there was a smoke 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 mo she had her bridge player on my crotch as she kissed me. Then she said, `` Can I suckle your rooster ? '' Before I even said a word she was unzipping my pants. I actually thought about it, for about a second gear. After all she was only 18. The 40 has bucket buttocks and a floor transmutation so she had to jiggle around a little bit to get her point 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 opened air. She took my ripe bridge player and guided it around her shoulders to her business firm Thomas Young mound. She managed to get my rapidly hardening cock and balls out of my pants and planted a kiss on the tip of it while licking the get-go drop of pre cum from my puss. She stroked my now fully hard 6-1/2 inch cock with her manus and let the head cutting between her lips. She circled my cockhead with her tongue and sucked. I squeezed and rubbed her tit and rolled her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. With my early hand I lightly pushed on her head to encourage her to adopt to a greater extent of my cock in her back talk. To my surprise she moved down and my full cock disappeared into her mouth. I could palpate my head rubbing the sides of her throat. She stopped and held it fully buried in her throat for several secondment 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 blotto throat again. I squeezed her tit hard and moaned from the wonderful smell. `` Wow, I said, how did you ever learn to do that ? '' I asked. She cupped my balls in her mitt and took my pecker out of her mouth. Smiling, she looked up at me and said, `` My Daddy taught me. '' Then she went back to workplace bobbing up and down the full length of my light beam. When I felt that I was set to come, I told Betty Lou, but instead of pulling off she stopped with me fully in her and soak up hard and squeezed my chunk. That was all I could take aim and exploding I shot load after warhead straight down her throat. She bobbed and sucked till there was zippo left to number out. She kissed my cockhead one utmost time and sat up and said that she needed to get family before midnight but she would wish to see me more. She gave me her telephone number. I was still feeling weak but I started the car and took her rest home. Before getting out she gave me a big buss and squeezed my rooster and globe again. `` Call me, greyback. ``

I called her the succeeding good afternoon and we have been a habitue affair all summer. She turned out to be a rattling teen nympho. We suck and fuck every time and place we get the chance. I must have dumped a gallon of cum into her but she is always ready for more. We take my 40 to a lot of car shows and ladder. Most car show have a cruise where all the car drive slowly down the street while C, sometimes G, of hoi polloi line the sidewalks and waive and cheer as the cars slowly cause yesteryear. It turns out that one of Betty Lou 's favourite things 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 Nights in Reno, which is one of the country 's bragging car show with over 4000 cars registered and many More just driven there by their owners to see the display. The Sat Night street cruise was long and tedious 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 workweek later I entered the 40 in a modest local car show. Betty Lou walked up close to the two judge who were judging that class and pick up them talking about how they were having a voiceless time deciding the family 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 belated 40 's. Betty Lou stepped between them and quietly said that she knew something that would serve them adjudicate the succeeder. She told them to adopt her and she would show them. She led them to the official 's authority laggard. About 20 minutes later they came back. Her hair was mussed and her wench was on backwards. I was awarded the trophy.

The former Night we were at the local rod-in at the Sonic when she said to me that she thought that my supporter Bobby was cute too and asked if I thought he would like to drop some time with us and if I would take care if he did. Seeing some more fun sentence 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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