Hearing the spanner hit the garage floor, I knew that old jalopy had seen better days. But this here Spring Chicken can restore it masterly.

You’re bent under the hood, swearing and cursing. I smack your arse violently, making you jolt in surprise. I descend to my knees, freeing your cock as I please. My small hands grip your meaty junk as I shove that thick tool in my ravenous mouth.

Sucking and moaning noisily, the vibrations work you into euphoria. Reaching boiling point, you scream,
“Ohhh… Fuuuck… Yesss... Baaabe… Yesss...”
Relinquishing your hot cum, that old jalopy, long forgotten.