He's a pretty easy target!

"Mmmnh... Comfortable, Master?" Momo grinned, grinding her ass into Denki's lap, feeling his erection growing harder and harder.

His cheeks reddened. "...yes, pretty comfortable," he replied, trying his best to ignore the tent growing in his pants. If he didn't know better, he would assume that his penis coming to life to rip to rip its way free from his clothing, and get inside the sexy genie on him.

"Of course Master is comfortable," Akemi purred, leaning against him some more. She was giving him a playful, sultry smirk when he glanced in her direction. "What... Virile, red blooded specimen of a man wouldn't love to have two lovely women, completely devoted to him, naked, and cuddling against his body?

Denki's cheeks turned an even darker shade of red. "Right..." he chuckled. "What's not to find comfortable about that?" Indeed, emotionally, he was very comfortable. It was his dick's awkward positon that made him physically uncomfortable.

"Okay, good, I was worried that you shifting your hips under me was an indication otherwise," Momo sniggered, and he paused, blushing even heavier than before. He hadn't even noticed those **** motions!

"...I'm mostly comfortable," he admitted.

"Oh? What's keeping you from being completely comfortable?" Akemi asked with a knowing grin. "Perhaps Momo or I could... assist you?" she purred sultrily.

"Ah, you know what, fuck it," Denki finally said, taking off his earbuds, then grabbing Momo's waist, lifting her off, before immediately working to unzip her fly.

Momo and Akemi giggled as he pulled down his pants and underwear. It was just too easy...