- Sun Aug 20, 2017 5:20 am
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Good to see this thread revived. My first car (and second) were VW bugs. No room for much fun in those cars. It was even too narrow for most gals to lean over and suck me. I do remember having a gal or two lean back over the hood and pumping away there.
One night I did this gal twice on the hood, but she insisted on my not cumming in her. I pulled out and shot my loads on the hood and forgot about it. The next morning I woke up late, looked out the window and my Dad was washing the hood. He never said anything and I didn't offer up an explanation either.
The best thing I remember was getting a handjob from one of the cheerleaders for driving her somewhere she needed to go and she let me suck her tits while she did it. I had always though she was a goody-goody before that. She swore me to silence and I never did tell anyone in the hopes it would happen again. It didn't, but I jacked off to the memory more than a few times.
One night I did this gal twice on the hood, but she insisted on my not cumming in her. I pulled out and shot my loads on the hood and forgot about it. The next morning I woke up late, looked out the window and my Dad was washing the hood. He never said anything and I didn't offer up an explanation either.
The best thing I remember was getting a handjob from one of the cheerleaders for driving her somewhere she needed to go and she let me suck her tits while she did it. I had always though she was a goody-goody before that. She swore me to silence and I never did tell anyone in the hopes it would happen again. It didn't, but I jacked off to the memory more than a few times.