She had picked out that perfect car for him to complement his present collection of vehicles. She wanted to give him something so special in return f...r all he has done for her. It was while selecting the car for Donald that she came across the Mustang of her dreams since childhood. She had memorized those specs as she searched for the availability of the vehicle for Donald.She hadn’t thought to search for what she wanted, as she had no idea how to drive a clutch then, nor expected to learn. Packed my guitar and notepadand prepared to leave the house. On the side was the box of pills. "Ican do this" I thought, and without much thought, popped one in my mouthand swallowed, as I grabbed my kit and left for Nigel's house. On theway over in the car, I felt my ball sack deflate as my balls shrank andreceded up into my body. There was no pain at all while my genitals re-arranged. If anything, I was getting aroused by the feelings as I feltmy dick pull inward and move down between. Callie had been throwing herself at men her entire life. Part of Harley was relieved that his dad was taking a firm hand with her, yet another part of him felt an obligation to protect her. One thing that Harley had come to realize over time however was that no matter whose house they lived in, the man of the house was always the one who seemed to be in charge, and since Cade was his father and not some random stranger, and this was his house, Harley was not about to question Cade's. Michael said in a merry tone, "Whoa, baby! You wanna cause an accident or something!?'" "No sweetheart, you keep your eyes on the road and I'll keep mine on your lap. If we both do what we're concentrating on then we'll be just fine!" Andrea dug around in Michael's pants for a moment, fishing out his semi-hard penis. She could barely see the head of it in the dim light from the dash, so she tugged his belt lose and opened his pants wide. Michael began to feel a little nervous. He knew what his.