Still being quite careful, realizing they were ready for any unexpected movement, without taking my hands from the wheel, I asked “How do you want t... do this?”She replied “Just open the door slowly and step out with your hands in sight.”I looked up at her through the rear view mirror, laughed and said “Officer, me getting out of this car is a little more than just stepping. No way can I get out while keeping my hands in plain sight.”She then gave a small laugh and said “You are a little low,. ...is help you embrace yoursubmissiveness. And to live your life utilizing it so you areappreciated for it."I looked at her. She was so confident, so reassuring. And it waslike I had waited my whole life to hear what she was telling me. "Ijust feel like....I'm giving up....that I should try harder...." That's natural. But...the fact that you are here. That should tellyou what you really want. Would you like to be wearing what I'mwearing now, sweetie?" Yes," I said nervously. I had never. We'd gotten started before the sun went down, and now it was after midnight. Everyone was inside the mansion by now, clustered together in little groups. My party had been a good excuse for a reunion by many a classmate, and quite a few people were still around just to hang out with their old friends.But as usual, my condition meant that there were quite a few horny girls around, some of them with a nostalgic eye towards me, perhaps remembering some of the best sex of their lives. For the. I dropped my running shorts and slowly pulled down my boxer briefs, as my engorged member sprung free from its cotton prison. It bobbed up and down to the rhythm of my heartbeat, as it filled with more blood and stood proud and erect, as I straightened my back and placed my hands on my hips. I was no porn star by any means, as my excited cock topped-out at just over six inches in length and four inches in girth, but I was horny enough to fuck anything with a tight, warm hole in it and thought.