Baby, you can drive my car!

“Can you drive, my dear?”

Cherry nods.

“I don’t get to practice much, Mom doesn’t think we need a car. And I’m not making enough yet to get my own….”

The Milf smiles and hands her the keys.

“You wanna?”

“May I, Mommy?”

Cherry smiles.

“Of course, dear.”

Cherry happily grabs the keys and gets into the car, handing the Milf her phone when they both sit.

“Would you…?”

“Sure, dear.”

The older woman takes over the camera work for both streams, as the young one carefully drives the car out of the driveway.

“Thanks for letting me, Mommy, I actually love driving!”

“That’s what Mommies are for, isn’t it?”

“Uhm… where are we actually…”

“It’s already in the SatNav.”

“Oh. Cool.”

She starts it and follows the cars instructions to a small hotel in the outskirts of the city centre. Cherry manges to park the car and they get to the hotel.

It’s Asian themed, very traditional – or maybe even a bit tacky and stereotypical, Cherry would have called it. But I the Asian Milf likes it…

“I didn’t know this place.”

Cherry admires the lobby as they enter it.

“It belongs to a friend of mine. Very popular among the Asian community for their secrecy. As well as their food and their white meats.”

Cherry’s eyes open wide – the personal seems to consist only of young white women and men in what Asians might consider sexy western clothes – tiny jean shorts and skirts, tight t-shirts and tank tops; the guests – mostly women and men in ASMR MILF'S age, all Asian, many in traditional Asian attire and accompanied by young whites. Cherry stammers.

“It… sure seems to be after your taste…”

It makes the older woman smile.

“If you come here alone, you get a full white service package and if you have white company…”

She puts an arm around the teens waist.

“They make sure you get the prefect atmosphere.”

“I think I like it!”

“Good. Now, over there's the restaurant.”

They approach it, the MILF is greeted vividly in Korean by woman her age – she’s apparently a regular guest. Both women kiss passionately, and then the Maître d’ turns to Cherry and kisses her, one hand firmly grabbing her ass. Of course the teen returns the greeting, even though she didn't understand a word - the body language is global.

“You come here often?”, she asks her company, after catching her breath.

“Occasionally. Now, dear, are you hungry?”

“Well... to be perfectly honest...