Show your proof

"Astrid, Bella, you're the olders, and I may show my proof to you. I hope Nessa believe you."

Girls nervously look at each other and blush. Finally they nod to each other and decide.

"OK, John."

You leave Jane and Nessa in the hallway, and lead both older girls to your office. In the office, you sits on the sofa with the girls on either side of you. Both girls are frozing with excitement and embarrassment.

"So girls, do you seen male penis before?"

"Only in porn." Astrid answers first.

"I seen one, and try to suck." Arabella answers and blushes. "It was small, four or five inches."

"Well. Now you'll see the real dick of the alpha male."

You opens your fly and pulls down your pants and underpants. Both girls are gazing on your flaccid 6" sausage and big balls.

"It's big." Arabella licked her lips.

"But you told about whole foot!" Astrid is disappointed.

"I'm flaccid now. If you want to see full proof, you need to work." You hugs girls. "Use your hands, or mouths if you're bold."

Bella bravely places her hand on your rod and squeezes it. Astrid isn't going to lag behind her friend and her hands catches your knob and balls. Girls begin to clumsily caress your cock. You had fun with several girls in the recent days, and they remind the old shy Wendy. But their awkwardness and shyness have their own charm, besides, for the first time two girls caress your dick at once. So your prick is growning bigger and harder. The girls are completely infatuated to caressing your dick, their caresses become bolder and stronger and don't stops until your knob start to oozing pre-cum.

"What is it?" Bella looks at her sticky hand and sniffs. "Nice smell."

"It's my pre-cum." You pushing her. "Don't stop, soon you see full proof."

Soon your dick growth to full mast, and your pre-cum on the dick and girls hands spreads its smell.

"So, girls, how do you like my proof?"

"You're big, no, huge!" Arabella looks at your huge cock in admiration.

"May we measure you?" Astrid wants more facts.

"Of course! Measuring tape in the top right drawer."

Astrid rushes to the table, opens the drawer, and immediately comes back with the tape.

She measures the length first.

"Twelve inches!" She looks at the tape with disbelief and measures you again. "Twelve inches, holy eggs."

Then she measures the girth.

"Eight inches!" She is amazed: "Twelve inches long and eight inches in girth, fuck me, it's impossible!"

"I don't sure you're ready to be fucked. But you may taste, if you want."