Maybe it would have... but

Betty looked hot as hell as she slowly stripped down to a pair of tiny white panties and sheer white bra... underwear that contrasted sexily with her dark skin.

Matt suspected the strip-tease might just give a boner to a dead man... if she'd only kept her mouth shut.

Unfortunately, she didn't.

"Does momma's baby have a hard time getting hard. Does seeing mommy's tits make baby want to get it up. Come on, you little no-dick, show me some action. Don't humiliate me in front of all these people.

Sang had shown distinct signs of arousal when Betty had started dancing but when she started trash-talking him, he limped back down.

"Enough," he said. "Josie, you can't humiliate a guy like that."

"My baby likes it, right baby?"

"Uh... sometimes."

"Now is not the time," he said. "If you want your fantasy to come true, you've got to tone down your dominance and help out your team."

"You're just going to make her mad," Sang forecast.

"I don't think so." He walked up to Betty, grabbed her face, and kissed her. "You see my cock, Josie?"

"Yeah?"

"This cock is going to be yours... but only if your boyfriend gets his too. Because I'm not going in alone. Now, it's up to you. If you want, Sabrina and I can take over the show and you two can head off and work out your problems without me. But if you want to stay on, if you want the threesome, you' need to help your boyfriend, not tear him down. I don't know anything about your relationship, what kind of games you play at home, but I do know that there's a lot of pressure on guys in the porn business and sometimes they can't get it up and humiliating them isn't going to solve the problem. Now, what do you say?"

"I... I like playing our humiliation games."

"Great. Play them at home. Play them once your boyfriend gets it up. But if you need to play them now, I need you to go somewhere else."

"I get it."

"So, what's it going to be."

She looked at Sang. "Come to momma, baby. I'm going to take care of you and make that cock nice and hard for your momma."

"Oh, yeah." Sang was half-erect by the time she'd finished talking... and getting harder by the second.