I'm an old fart now, but back in the day, I used to drive a Dodge Challenger '72. Classic muscle for US enthusiast, I bought it used and drove it when I was in my 20's. That car was, and probably still is, a babe magnet. Chicks would want rides in it and as the old saying from the 70's goes--ass, gas, or grass; nobody rides for free. My favorite memory made with that car was when I was headed in to a strip club, and out comes one of the strippers fresh off of her shift. She wanted a ride.

Blonde, big--no huge--tits, tight body and all made up from her shift stripping. She was gorgeous! She saw me drive up as she came out of the club and was waiting for me as I got out of the car. Stood there kind of all shy like until I was headed her way, then she started talking about the car. She straight out asked me, "What about a ride?"

We headed down to a nice spot on the river that wasn't too popular and ended up with her bent over the trunk of the car. She got fucked in every hole, I wore condoms of course or I'm sure she would have let me leave my junk in her trunk. Her tits left a couple nice prints in the dirt on the trunk lid. I didn't even wash the car for the rest of the Summer. Damn, I didn't even ask her name, we just fucked like bunnies with her laying on the car and me giving her what I had.

I have a pic of that trunk lid, a shot of the car from the rear, people always comment on the car when they are in my office, but the real reason I keep the picture on my desk is--it shows the prints of her tits nicely.