Jason

"One moment." Mr. Milken says and without even bothering to dress up he walks to the door. Opening it he shouts, "JASON GET BACK IN HERE." After a few moments, Jason walks in and sees you are immediately confused. His face still had a thin film of cum slime.

"What's going on..." Jason starts but Milken cuts him off.

"Here boy. I got some cum on Jason's face here"

"What no?" Jason says suddenly frantically wiping his face.

"Stop that Jason, your peer needs my sperm for science. Just be thankful I came this time on your face and not ten inches up your ass." Mr. Milken says with a smile. "So how do you need to collect the data?"

"I was thinking of the good old taste test. Mr. Milken could you restrain Jason?" you say and he nods a locks his arms behind Jason, holding him in place. You walk towards Jason, who is struggling to little avail.

"Now Jason, I would've never thought you would be such a little dick pig to get Mr. Milken to squirt all over your face." you say walking up to him.

"Shut up, you don't know anything about it." Jason said.

"It didn't take much convincing on my part," Mr. Milken chimed.

"I...I just." Jason stammers, "What are you doing,"

"I need a sample," you say, sticking out your tongue, licking the combination of sweat and sperm off his cheek.

"You're fucking disgusting." Jason says.