Hermaphrodite - Having one of each

"Okay then..." Rachel nods nervously at you, and you see a few pearls of perspiration running down her brow - and also along her back to her shapely butt. Then she slowly bends over for you, bracing herself with one hand on your low living room table while the other seems to clutch to her crotch.

As she sways her back and stick her ass even higher into the air you're treated to a perfect view of her most intimate regions - even with her thighs still clenched tight together -, and you find yourself leaning closer to try and find anything wrong - anything at all - about the smooth and glistening wet little lips of her pussy. To be honest, you're almost disappointed to find nothing but perfection to all that she's showed you so far, as it's making you wonder how you would possibly be able to keep this beautiful being all for yourself...

But then she rises again - smiling as she sees the perplexed but adoring look on your face - and slowly turns around. For a moment there you start thinking her show is actually over already, until your eyes travels down to her crotch again as she completes the turn, and you find yourself staring to what she's holding in her hands.

"John...?" She whispers after just a moment of silence, making you meet her eyes again, and you can see the fear in them as she thinks that she's already lost you the very moment she's finally showed you her secret.

"Yes, Rachel...?" Comes your vague reply as your mind goes blank for a moment, trying to process the sight before your eyes as you return them to her lower regions. Very different from what you saw from behind of her, due to the way she was closing her legs, this side of her shows something that in no way should make sense on such a beautiful and utterly feminine body like Rachels...

You must admit then, that if it wasn't for your love to her, you just might have freaked out a bit at the sight of her now - her hands holding gently around the girth of a cock that rivals even the size of your own, complete with a sack of balls hanging underneath and even a small drop of precum oozing from the very tip...

"John...?" She tries again, a little more **** now while looking like she can't decide whether to run from the room or throw herself in your arms. "Please...? At least don't hate me for this...!"