The interview continues

?I have to say, Robert, this is a very impressive interview,? said Miss Hart as she weighed he enormous boobs in her hands and looked down at the peppering of semen that adorned them.

?Thank you,? said the gasping Robert.

?You have the exact sort of credentials we?re looking for here. Quite the requisite, in fact. Your potential is remarkable. Excellent semen quality. Very tasty, incredibly thick and a very copious load indeed.?

Miss Hart punctuated the end of the sentence by using her tongue to push out a bubbly pellet of cum over her bottom lip and allowed the gluey substance to slide lazily down her chin before hanging off the bottom of her face, dangling there precariously.

Robert gulped at the sight of the megaboobed babe on her knees in front of him, playing decorously and expertly with his semen, her long blonde hair flaring out her head and framing what was easily the most beautiful face he had ever seen in real life. In fatigue, he let go of his weeping dick and the huge wet trunk plopped against his abdomen, the tip of still-spasming stalk resting against his chest and twitching now and then like a freshly caught fish on dry land.

?We?ll need to measure that of course,? remarked Miss Hart.

Of course, agreed Robert mentally. What could be more obvious?

With that, Miss Hart got to her feet and went over to the corner of the room whereupon she produced a tape measure from a desk drawer. Returning, she knelt in front of the prospective student once again and took the held of Robert?s cock lightly between the thumb and finger of her right hand, pulling the heavy cumtube upwards. The slick, veiny dick separated from the soaked fabric of Robert?s shirt with a sound like velcro tearing as Miss Hart used her other hand to steady the base, so that the huge, tumescent trunk was standing upright like a flagpole.

With the dick now supported by her left hand, Miss Hart used her right to unfurl the tape measure and took a careful reading, her blue eyes lighting up excitedly, the teacher smiling widely at Robert as she exclaimed, ?fourteen and a half inches!?

Robert sat bemusedly as Miss Hart suddenly released a lengthy and husky chuckle from deep in her throat and he notice that the blonde?s eyes had narrowed slightly and she was looking at him in an altogether different way.

?Well, we need to get a photo of this,? announced Miss Hart after she had finally stopped her peculiar laugh.

?A photo?? said Robert in alarm, ?oh no, I couldn?t.?

?But Robert,? Miss Hart explained, reluctantly releasing his dick, the heavy tube plopping back against the young man?s chest, ?entrance requirements to this institution for young men are very clearly stated. You have to be a certain length.?

?But you?ve seen it,? protested Robert, ?couldn?t you tell them??

Miss Hart laughed lightly. ?Tell them I saw a fourteen inch dick? Who would believe me??

Robert had to agree with that logic, and Miss Hart once again went to the other corner of the room and this time produced a digital camera, which she handed to Robert.

?You can take the picture,? she explained, kneeling back in front of him, ?I?ll kneel here so we can get an idea of scale.?

At this Miss Hart hunkered down in front of Robert, and once again used her right hand to lever up Robert?s huge length into the air.

?And for goodness sake don?t cum again, Robert, or we?ll be here all day,? said Miss Hart.

The expression on her face, reflected Robert as he aimed the camera, didn?t seem to have much to do with the idea of official comportment, being as Miss Hart used the opportunity to pose with her left hand clasped tightly to her cheek, her mouth hanging open in an expression of astonishment, her eyes exaggeratedly wide and fixed on his shaft. She was the embodiment of shock and alarm in such a pose. The globules of cum that were flecked on her face and the rope of gluey jizz that still clung stubbornly to her chin completed the look. Robert turned the camera portrait and took the picture so he could get all of his monumental shaft in the shot.

?Good,? said Miss Hart, ?I?ve been wanting a new profile picture for facebook for quite a while.?

Before Robert could protest as he handed Miss Hart back the camera, she asked him another question.

?Would you like to see me play with my pussy? I think it?s time we coaxed another load from you, honey.?

In no time at all Robert?s hands were back on his dick, stroking it, the slick sound of the slippery organ being slowly jerked filling the air.

Miss Hart deposited the camera in a safe place and then turned away from Robert, bending over and then pulling down her minuscule skirt in with agonising slowness. To his delight, Robert was rewarded with the sight of the blonde?s incredible buttocks appearing, the juicy globes shaped and honed to succulent perfection. Miss Hart kicked the skirt out from her ankles and turned, standing naked in front of Robert except for her stockings and high heels. Moving elegantly over to the bed, the huge-titted blonde swept her legs apart as she perched on the end facing the transfixed Robert, and used the index and middle finger of her right hand to part her pussy lips.

Robert watched, jerking slowly, as Miss Hart?s eyes rolled into the top of their sockets and then her eyes closed in bliss as she began to tease her clit in front of him. Droplets of cum still glittered on her massive knockers and dripped down her sculptured abdomen in gooey lines the teacher started to finger-fuck herself.

?Miss Hart, I think I?m gonna cum,? said Robert.

?Do it in my face,? said the blonde.

On wobbling legs, Robert managed to heave himself upright and stagger over to the bed until her was standing over the huge-titted teacher. Miss Hart opened her eyes and tilted her face upwards as Robert put his dick no les than three inches from her nose and jacked himself off. Seven line of thick semen were flung into Miss Hart?s rapturous face, two making a creamy cross on her forehead and extending upwards into her blonde tresses, one hooking over her nose, one more roping into her left eye and settling over the thick lashes there and the remaining three covering her cheeks and chin. It was by any standards a spectacular facial.

'I think I'm gettign the hang of this,' said Robert, as he sqeezed another droplet of cum from the tip of his dick onto the ecstatic face of his interviewer.