Miss Taylor meets Kathy as Ian meats her too.

‘Guilty as charged,’ said Ian, turning from the business at hand to admire the entrance of Miss Taylor, smiling as he caught sight of the busty cumsplattered slut. Her spectacular pair of orbs, the curvy inner contours of which were entirely exposed via her unzipped catsuit were speckled with his semen, and the mane of hair that rippled from the top of her ponygirl hood was flecked with blobs of white goo, some of which were dripping down in little sticky tears from her golden tresses. As usual, her makeup was immaculate.

‘I didn’t even have to ask,’ said Miss Taylor, smiling back at Ian, ‘there are very few around here who could do this to me from that distance around here. And fewer still who could actually make the shot. Quite the sniper, Mr White.’

‘I’ve had a lot of practise,’ said Ian.

‘And getting more still by the looks of it.’

‘Ah yes, allow me to introduce a new student, Kathy.’

‘Ooo,’ said Miss Taylor, leaning forwards with her hands held together between her legs to peer more closely at Kathy, ‘I’ve been hearing lots about you. It’s Miss Sykes, is it?’

‘Y-y-es…’ said Kathy, not wanting to be rude to Miss Taylor, but at the same time having to grit her teeth from the sensation of the mass of hot testicle crammed in her rectum.

‘Quite an advanced technique that we’re being taught here, I would say. Are you sure our new arrival is up to it, Mr White?’

‘First of all, this is a detention,’ remarked Ian, ‘so there has to be an element of punishment involved, and second of all, my guess would be that Kathy would be hardly at intermediate level.’

‘Oh yes,’ agreed Miss Taylor, ‘Entirely correct. I sat on the committee that took the decision to accept Kathy into the school.’ At this, Miss Taylor moved her face even closer to Kathy, until it nearly touched the brown-haired slut. 'You’re going to make us all very proud here.’

Miss Taylor finished her remark by tracing her finger along the curvature of her spherical cleavage, collecting a few gobs of sperm and then sucking it into her mouth, swilling the thick goo around before spitting it out without warning in Kathy’s face.

‘But now of course this is where you come into your own. That’s a…’ Miss Taylor broke off, ‘Sonya, would you fetch me the tape measure? There’s one in ever classroom in the top left-hand desk drawer.’

Sonya did as she was told, finding the tape measure and handing it to Miss Taylor.

‘We like to be exact about these things here,’ said Miss Taylor, unrolling the tape measure and laying it across Ian’s pulsating meat truncheon, laid the full length of Kathy’s back. ‘Ah yes, that’s a sixteen inch monstercock laid across your back, Kathy. Good for you, Mr White, the sessions of LUVVIT are working…’

‘Kathy just made her phonecall home, actually,’ said Ian, ‘in fact, her performance was what gave me the ability to pick you out across the path, Miss Taylor.’

‘Is that right?’ said Miss Taylor, ‘oh, I would have very much like to gave heard that conversation.’

‘A transatlantic call, but from my point of view, well worth the expense. I’m not sure her dad caught on that she was sucking my cock while she was talking to him,’ said Ian.

‘Oh, I’m slightly disappointed,’ remarked Miss Taylor, ‘still, we can always arrange a videoconference. Oh yes, two more weeks in this school, Miss Sykes, and phonecalls home take on a whole new meaning.’

Kathy moaned at the thought. By now Ian’s dick was leaking smooth, gluey, clear precum into her hair and all over her back.

‘I’m always amazed at how you fit balls that size into assholes so tight,’ Miss Taylor remarked, starting to jerk Ian’s shaft with her gloved hand.

‘Mother nature’s a mad scientist,’ agreed Ian.

‘Perfect curvy ass on this little slut,’ mused Miss Taylor, spanking Kathy’s asscheeks.

‘It’s making me want to cum,’ confessed Ian.

Miss Taylor smiled, ‘shall we open another window…?’

Ian wondered if Miss Taylor had invented a new slang phrase or whether she was serious.