. . just standing there with my mouth wide open. “Um . . .once or twice . . . ...but I've never seen a bald guy . . . I mean around your thing . . . before,” I remarked, but then I knew I had added too much information in my response. His voice went quiet . . . as he almost whispered: “Oh . . . err . . . yes. Look, don't tell anyone, I mean . . . if anyone. "He is silent for only the briefest of moments before his mouth opens to answer me. "I want you to fuck me."I bite down on my bottom lip, unable to contain the smile of delight. I lean back into him and kiss along his neck, hard, biting him there, marking him. I turn him around roughly, so his back is facing my front. He can feel my hardness press in to the back of his thigh, still wet from his mouth. My hands push him forward, moving to lean him over the edge of the couch.I offer him a bit of. I was looking for Ty.I found him. He was there every day.He looked as shocked as everyone else on the first day Toby stopped us and made us lift our skirts and remove our underwear in front of close to two dozen kids by the time the show ended. Ty's initial reactions were just like everyone else's. He was shocked at first and then amused and aroused.There was a moment in time early on the first day when it looked like he was going to intervene. One of the photographs caught the resolve evident. She felt it growing moist, and managed to slip the tip of her pinkie into the tight little hole.Peony squealed and her tongue contracted from the shock. “Don’t!” she gasped. “Leave my honeypot alone! You are the vanquished! Your job is to lay still and receive my clone!”Kei managed to force her pinkie a little deeper. “I told you, this belly is barren until I decide otherwise. Just have fun and don’t worry. There will be no babies, um, clones for you to worry about.”Peony squirmed in fear. “No.