I felt the head of his cock popping into my throat as his balls bounced off my chin. I held myself still. He wanted to fuck my face and I wanted my fa...ce fucked.“Oh god, Ash! I’m going to cum!” I reached up and grabbed his ass, pulling him harder into my mouth, encouraging him to pound my throat with his hard cock. I felt his legs stiffen as he pushed all of himself into me. He held still, his mouth open but soundless. Then suddenly he pulled all the way out before slamming hard back in.I felt. ." I moaned. I really couldn't breathe. He chuckled and lifted himself onto his elbows. He pumped his ass against me a couple more times but I could tell he was getting soft.Then he shifted up off me and slowly pulled it out of my ass. I could feel his cum leaking out of my now sore stretched asshole.He laughed out loud and smacked me on the buttocks very hard.When I finally got to my feet, he was already dressed and out of the room.I barely could walk to the bathroom and sat down before it. He slowly also started getting my signals. We were getting more comfortable by each passing day. We used to go for lunch outside and sometimes for a long drive in his car whenever there was nothing much to do. I was reporting only to him. We were reporting our training status to the manager end of every week.So there was no real pressure of everyday work. The training was going good, he made sure I understand everything. We were spending more time with each other every day now. We started. The bus pulled into the parking lot of Wesley High School and the students milled about and slowly descended from the bus. ‘Today, I’m going to talk to him,’ Missy Anderson thought. ‘I’m not going to chicken out, I’m going to go right up to him and talk to him.’ ‘Who?’ Warren thought as he picked up on her train of thought. ‘That cute guy Warren,’ Missy wrinkled up her face in confusion. ‘Who else would I be thinking about?’ ‘Oh, I don’t know, there’s Tommy Collins, there’s Doug Glass, or Bobby.