Back in my high school days, I drove a 1970 Ford pickup with four on the floor and a 390cc engine in it. It was sky blue, had mag wheels and I chromed everything I could. The reason that is important will be made clear a bit later. I was dating a girl a couple of years younger than I was. I was eighteen and a senior. I worked half days, so I always had spending money. I was 5’10” 200lbs and solid. My hair was shoulder length curly brown and I already had more facial hair than many grown men did. I worked as a carpenter for the school district we both attended, so I was granted access to a lot of places other people couldn’t get in. Jessie was in the band, 5’ 2 ” tall with green eyes and she had bigger tits than many grown women. She at sixteen was already sporting 34C breasts. On her small frame they were huge. She hid them under her band uniform and snare drum, but after the games, oh my god she was hot. I was one lucky dude. I was very lucky indeed, Jessie’s parents loved me. They knew I had a good job and I had a truck that was paid for too. I never understood why her father didn’t toss me off their porch on istanbul travesti my ass the first time I knocked on their front door. I smoked back then and so did Jessie’s dad. Maybe that helped. I picked Jessie up for school and after band practice. Having a big bench seat was handy. Jessie would slide up close to me and snuggle when I wasn’t shifting gears. Now shifting gears did present me with some interesting feels when I shifted into fourth gear. The shift arm with a 1” chrome ball screwed on it, wound up between Jessie’s parted legs in fourth gear. Jessie wore mini-skirts, like all the other girls back then. I noticed Jessie would open her legs when she knew it was time for me to shift into fourth gear. I didn’t immediately realize that she was clamping her legs shut around the shift lever. Jessie had special permission to ride home with me after away football games. The band director would sit in my truck after our band performed at halftime and smoke. The entire band knew he did it and that is why Jessie was allowed to change into her street clothes and ride home with me. We were riding istanbul travestileri home from an away game listening to the radio and Jessie was snuggled up close. I was fondling her breast as I drove, which had me hard as a rock. I felt Jessie shudder, so I looked over at her. She had her eyes closed tight and she was squeezing her thighs closed off and on. I reached down and lifted her skirt enough to see that she had the chrome ball of my gear shift smashed into her panties, splitting her pussy lips around them. Her panties and the ball were shoved inside her sweet young pussy to where half of the chrome ball was inside her. Jessie’s panties were soaked. The little minx had ridden the gear shift to an orgasm. “That was so hot baby,” I told Jessie. “I am so sorry, it just felt so good vibrating on me in just the right place,” Jessie said still opening and closing her thighs. “Maybe you can help me out with my needs,” I said nodding at my tented jeans. “Oh baby that looks so big,” Jessie said, as she unzipped my fly. Jessie had my stiff dick out and was stroking it in no time. She let her travesti istanbul soft strong hand glide up and down my erection. Her hand felt so good I was ready to cum in no time. “Baby, I am going to cum soon,” I warned. Jessie leaned over and her hot wet mouth engulfed my cock, as I started cumming. Jessie swallowed every drop of my hot cum. I was in heaven. “Oh my god that was great thank you baby,” I said happily. “I figured I owed you after using your truck like I did,” Jessie said impishly. “I have an idea for the next away game,” I said grinning like an idiot. I told Jessie I wanted her to wear her mini-skirt and a button up blouse for the next away game. I would get the truck at cruising speed, before she slipped her panties off and we would get the gear shift farther inside her this time. I could add to her pleasure by tapping the gas pedal causing the shifter to raise and lower inside her tight vagina. Jessie added that she had a front clasping bra she would wear. It was going to be a great ride home. We couldn’t wait for the next away game. I had cleaned the chrome ball with alcohol to make sure it was clean and grease free. The football game was a blast. We won by ten points. Jessie changed then we met as we had arranged before the game. I opened the door to my truck and Jessie climbed in, but unlike usual she flipped up her skirt revealing her lack of panties.