I note that his cock appears to be semi-erect underneath it.“Now undress for us,” Dita instructs as she fondles her man for my benefit.By the time...I remove my small black knickers I am well on the way to a really good erection. They both watch as my cock is fully exposed poking out of my crotch less jockstrap.“C’est magnifique!” they both exclaim. “Magnificent, we are both going to enjoy that, very much. And we love the way you trim your pubic hair in a Mohawk style similar to Dita.”“Would you. “Nice. Not bad. You’ll do.” She replied, swaying a little towards me. I put my arms on her shoulders to catch her, feeling her tits press against me.“What’s your name?”“Ember.”“So you ready to get out of her then?” I asked.“I want another drink and then we’ll go.” She mumbled, sticking her cup out towards me.“Cool.” I replied, grabbing her cup and turning. “Don’t go anywhere.”“I won’t.” She replied, leaning back against the wall to hold herself up.“Score. Piece of cake.” I thought to myself as. When the time came I wore the same slacks she picked out for me and headed off to her place, excited for what was to come. I drove as fast as I could my heart racing, half hard by the time I reached her place. Once I rounded the corner I could see her waiting at the front door. She was much prettier than I remembered from our first encounter. I adjusted my cock as I got out of the car, and she smiled as greeted me saying I had great taste in clothing. Once in the elevator she grabbed a hold of. She had pretty lips. They were plump. Her nose was delicate and...What would those plump lips feel like sucking on my...?“Don't think that,” I groaned even as my new clit-dick throbbed and twitched. It was fully hard, stretching out my shorts, poking at the waistband. It was half-bent by the fabric, aching to be freed. “Please, please don't think about blowjobs and...”“The Lord says we must help our brothers and sisters through adversity,” Reverend August purred in my mind, her voice so sultry.