Lift up your dress

You step out from behind the counter, your hands shaking as you gather up your skirts and raise them to your waist, exposing your cock and balls.

"Oh, my," Kyle whispers. "And it's...functional?"

"I suppose so," you say. "I've never really used it much, just jerked off on occasion."

The Buck groans, reaching down to rub the bulge that has suddenly appeared in the front of his pants. "Darlin', I'm not sure if I ought to be the one to tell you this, but you are not a freak. You are magnificent, and if your father wasn't my best friend, and you were not as dear to me as my own daughter...Why, I'd probably drop my pants right here and beg you to fuck me."

You are shocked and struggle to think of something to say.