“When we get home I want to make love to you and then I want you to sit on my face and make me eat my cum from you. I have fantasized about this for...a long time, and I just can’t make myself do it, so you have to just do it for me. Promise me you will make me do it, lick my cum from you”I was shocked. I just looked at him. This was not the conversation I was expecting. He was obviously embarrassed he said it, I could tell he wished he hadn’t. He needed to get past this fantasy by it becoming a. Fortunately when he progressed well he joined the other boys to shower. I had struck up a friendly connection with Jared and his smiles made me overjoyed. Of course my cock would get hard whenever he did because of his little nipples and cock would be poking out through his suit at the same time. The thought of catching him naked and being in the showers with him alone was now at the fore in my mind. I noticed Jared kept to himself in the showers, he waited for most boys to leave so he could. Watching him there sent me over the edge as I exploded on my fingers then hurried to the bathroom to wash up.About an hour later while I was sitting in the living room watching TV I heard the doorbell ring. I got up and sighed hoping it wasn’t my parent’s home early and opened the door to find Mr. Jenson standing there with what looked like a briefcase. “Hello Emma, may I come in?” he asked softly. I opened the door more for him to walk in and he did so, “What brings you here, sir?” I asked him. ”“You flatterer.”“Don’t tell the others they’re being watched,” Giovanni said, “unless they figure it out themselves.”“I suppose,” I replied. “Not sure it would make a difference to them although they might play to the camera instead of acting normal.”“I think we should give them something to look at, don’t you?” With that he put the hand from my ass, on my pussy, rubbing up and down my slit. I gasped, shocked, yet strangely aroused by possibly having an audience. Whoever was watching couldn’t.