Dexter started to stroke himself, while watching Dirae strip. This was the most he had seen of a woman ever. His eyes fixed on her hands as they accentuated he luscious curvy figure. He started to breath heavily and sweat. She really knew how to get a man hot.<br/><br/>When she whispered her question, Dexter was quite hard already. One would think there wasn't enough blood in his tiny body to fill up that monster he call his cock, but some how his body manages to pull it off. Maybe it just takes it all from that big brain of his.<br/><br/>He took a deep breath before answering "Yes captain Dirae, I am hard." Dexter then started panting some more and beat off faster.