Only the usual distractions that certainly every horny futanari has to deal with

Sarah drove her car and tried hard to focus on the traffic. Easier said than done, with a hard futanari rod between herself and the steering wheel, and when all she could think of were the two cheerleaders waiting at a pool in a sunny backyard.

Her thoughts wandered time and time again towards Fagan and Seiko, that certainly didn't help with her concentration either. Sarah could picture the young women very clearly, thanks to their regular contact at school and cheerleading practice. Images of their nubile bodies in skimpy cheerleader outfits, images from the locker room, as they undressed, images from their wet curves under the shower. All these made certain that Sarah's enormous girlcock stayed rock-hard.

Loud car horns, when she didn't accelerate although the signal was green already, were a minor inconvenience. But when her fantasies turned more and more explicit, it became a real problem for Sarah's safety.

Yet again she pictured Fagan and Seiko, as they stripped out of their cheerleading outfits, hoisted up their skirts and revealed their underwear. In anticipation of what treasure was waiting beneath, Sarah's cock twitched and oozed precum, a seemingly constant stream, a warm wetness, that she could feel running down the length of her shaft.

This time, Sarah forgot to activate the indicator, to signal that she was about to turn left, and was oblivious to the fact that she almost collided with the approaching traffic.

The intoxicating scent of her "Growth X" powered juices clouded her mind and her judgement. In her mind, Feigan and Seiko did a sensual striptease, losing their tops and bras to reveal their perky breasts. Sarah's right hand had found its way beneath her blouse and to the base of her shaft. Moaning, she gave it a few strokes up and down, then caressed her balls, before her hand wandered further down. The strings of her bikini bottom were quickly out of the way and two fingers entered her neglected but nevertheless tight, warm, and very wet pussy.

At this point she almost missed a red traffic light, and only came to her senses at the very last moment, right before it was too late to perform an all-out braking.
"Ahhh! Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck!"
Violently shaken out of her fantasies, sweaty and out of breath, Sarah realized that driving a car was clearly not the place to get herself off, and from this point onward Sarah kept her hands on the wheel at all times.

A few minutes later, and without further accidents, Sarah managed to arrive unharmed and in one piece at the suburbs. One house after another, orderly arranged, each with a small front garden, driveway, garage and backyard. Sarah parked in front of the one where Fagan lived with her parents, and stepped out of the car.

If anyone had seen her at this moment, the sight would have been enough to last as a masturbation fantasy for a lifetime. A sexy little blonde stepping out of her car, only "dressed" in high-heels, a white blouse and sunglasses.
Form behind: Showing off her long, lean and sexy legs, as she walked towards the house, her fine ass and hips swinging left and right, and due to the heat and the events of the ride, the white blouse clung to her back and to the curves of her wet upper body.
From the front: The white blouse was totally wet and drenched in generous amounts of her precum, making it totally see through. Not only the shape of her breasts were revealed, but the thin fabric of her wet blouse clung to the outline and form of her massive and hard futanari shaft, only barely managed to keep it in place, and it could clearly bee seen sliding left and right to the rhythm of her steps.