Of course he doesn't

Amy yanked Matt toward the bed but he wasn't in that much of a hurry. For one thing, the fans deserved better than that. But more to the point, Amy deserved better than that.

Matt didn't find the kind of insecurity Amy faced to be sexy... he wasn't one of those guys who think it makes him better when other people are hurting. Still, he could identify. When he'd moved into this rich enclave, he'd felt like he was an outsider, a loser. Amy and his sister were probably the only girls who could sympathize with that because for everyone else, living here and being rich and beautiful was just a normal part of their lives. Yes, Amy always knew that, eventually, she'd get her plastic surgery and look better but she'd at least walked for a mile in the shoes of the imperfect.

She probably thought she deserved nothing more than to be laid out on the bed and fucked... and would be grateful for that. But Matt intended to make this special... or at least as special as he could considering that he was going to be taking Amy's virginity in front of an audience of masturbators.

Kissing seemed like it was always a good idea so he kissed her.

She met his lips with a furiosity that surprised him, her tongue battling his, almost as if she were trying to find something that she could control when she felt so much of her life out of her power.

Matt wasn't going to complain. He intended to take the lead when it came to actual sex but he didn't mind giving her a bit of sway in the steps leading up to that moment.

Which, if Amy had anything to say about it, was going to happen in a hurry.

"Get your clothes off," she commanded. "I don't want to be the only one naked here."

She wasn't the only one naked there. All of the other Cherry-Smash girls had ended up naked and they still were so Tanya and he were the only ones with any clothes on in the room. Still, he and Amy were the ones on video so he got where she was coming from.

"Do you want to undress me?" he suggested.

"Can I?"

Cats always seemed to find injured birds and mice and **** them. Just for a moment, he could see the appeal. Amy was so sensitive, so ****, it was almost painful to watch her and almost tempting to crush her. Not that he would do it, of course. He'd been **** himself to know how painful it could be.

"Let's see," he said. "Would I like a beautiful naked woman taking off my clothes. Let me think. Yes!"

She giggled. "Great. Because I want to do that."

She fumbled as she tugged on his shirt, demonstrating an inexperience that Matt found endearing and, he suspected, attractive to the audience.

She was gaining in confidence by the time she got to his zipper. Although it threatened to defeat her, it ultimately yielded to her persistence and she yanked down his pants, finally grabbing his boxers and tugging them off.

"Oh," she said when his dick sprang, fully engorged, from its confines. "It's so big."