“Come in,” Ben said, sensing something in her when he didn’t take her hand.Then his mobile went off in the kitchen. “I’d better take that,�... he said, closing the door behind Gina. When he turned around he couldn’t believe his eyes. The room looked suddenly much larger. The bed which occupied so much of it had disappeared. The shabby table where his computer stood was now a proper desk, with camera equipment on it. The posters on his walls were replaced with expensive looking framed prints. His. Are you two staying in your suits?” Kris didn’t even hesitate and had her suit off in seconds and was back sitting down sipping her iced-tea. Now, all eyes were on me. Mom said “Honey, you don’t have to if you don’t want to.” I said “no, mom, I want to but I am a little embarrassed about having a hardon!” Kris stood up and pulled me up and said “Can I?” I just shook my head yes and she pulled my shorts down and gave my dick a quick kiss. My three foot hardon was now 4, maybe 5 inches!I couldn’t. But Steven retorted that if I was sure about my sexuality, I should have no problems being there. I could just have a few drinks, take in the scenery, and after we left we could pick up a couple of hookers for a blow job or a fuck.We got there quite early and I parked myself at the bar, and watched the talent coming in. In spite of myself I was amazed that some of them looked so hot! I would normally have been hitting on them, but I had to remind myself, that there was a cock between their. ?Get in,? he commands. I start to argue but catch myself. The cart is high, almost to my chest. Dress they way I am, there is no way I can preserve my dignity while getting into that thing. I look at him in disbelief and resign myself to follow orders. I try holding my shirt down, while putting my leg up high. It doesn’t work and I realize that anyone watching can probably see my pussy, so I just get into the cart as quickly as possible, looking around, it doesn’t seem like anyone.