Giving Britney Drivers lessons, she just turned 18 and is a fresh high school dropout [Extreme]

The engine purrs to life, a soft rumble echoing through the parked car as Britney, fresh off the graduation stage and onto my lap, giggles nervously. Her high school diploma is crumpled in the backseat, forgotten as she fumbles with the gearshift, her tiny hand brushing against my thigh. I guide her, my voice a low growl in her ear, “Feel that? That’s the clutch, baby. Now, ease off slow while you give my cock a squeeze.” Her eyes widen, but she obeys, her hand tightening around me through my jeans. The car lurches forward, and so does her confidence. She turns to me, a wicked grin spreading across her face, “Like this, teacher?” she purrs, her hand moving to my zipper. She frees my hard dick, her fingers wrapping around the shaft as she strokes me while trying to keep the car in motion. The road blurs behind us, but all I see is her, her mouth watering as she leans down, her tongue snaking out to lick the pre-cum glistening at my tip. She takes me deep, her head bobbing in rhythm with the car’s sway, her moans vibrating around my shaft. The car swerves, but I don’t give a fuck. All I care about is the feel of her mouth, the suckling sounds she makes, the way her saliva drips down my balls, coating them in her spit. Her hand on the steering wheel is white-knuckled, but her other hand is a whirlwind, stroking, cupping, playing with my balls while she deepthroats me like a champ. The car comes to a screeching halt, and so does my patience. I grab her by the hair, pulling her off my cock with a pop. “Enough driving lessons for today, slut. It’s time for me to fuck that fresh 18-year-old pussy.”