A Classic Model

“Coool! Look at that ride, guys!"

She pans the camera over his black car.

"That’s a classic, isn’t it?”

He chuckles.

“You know about cars, too?”

“Uhm… no. Not really. I do like the old ones, though, they are a lot more - sensual than the modern ones.”

He smiles.

“Couldn’t agree more. Even though you have to get back to models even older than me, if you can imagine that!”

She giggles. And looks him in the eyes.

“I love older models. They don’t make ‘em like they used to any more!”

He smirks.

“Glad to hear that. Young lady”, and holds open the passenger door. “Jump in and let’s see how you like ridding this classic model.”

She jumps in laughing and leans back as he bends in and closes her safety belt.

“Better safe than sorry.”

Cherry can smell his after shave, feel his breath on her breasts and his hand on her upper thigh. She’s is suddenly glad he insisted on her putting on the bikini. Her bottoms must already be moist - she’d leave stains on his pretty seats if she wasn’t wearing them. He gets in on the other side and starts the car.

“They don’t make the vibrations they used to any more. Thank Goodness for electric engines, but you and your little Cherry would have loved the feel of this one back when it still had its original machine.”

She smirks.

“I’m sure the are other ways a classic model can my my little Cherry vibrate!”

“I’m sure there are.”

He speeds up.

“Well then. I actually have two spots in mind for our little date. Are you in the mood for company at a public beach or shall we move to my secret spot to get to know each other without – spectators? Well, except for our followers, evidently...”

She looks into the lens.

"What you sou say guys - do you want us for yourselves or don't you mind watching my first time together with some RL viewers?"