I come for a job interview as a model in your agency. It wasn't clear what is it about, so you explain that you run agency for sophisticated women who have needs, and I will be expected to meet those needs. Firstly, you order to pull my pants down because you want to see if I have what it takes. I look confused at you and take them off. After that you say chop chop with clapping your hands to put my underwear down, commenting that you don't have all day. I take them off, you said not impressive. I excuse myself that is cold outside. You laugh naughtily saying that u seen a lot of penises during your time and its not easy to fool u. U tell my to get it bigger and I start to jerk off. I got hard very fast and you said that its time to measure up. You measure my lenght 7 inches, after that you measure the girth and u write it down. U said that numbers arent good enough because women pay for big dicks and I dont have one. Its just average which is the shitty talk because size matters. But, there is other test and its stamina exercise. U order me to jerk off and I need to last. I start to jerk and you catch me looking at your cleavage again, u are not happy with that. After lil bit time u said loudly that not to cum yet and to get my eyes of your boobs. Lately u warn me again not to cum, but I cum. U comment that I don't have stamina and write it down. You tell me that you knew I ejaculate prematurely because there is connection with size and stamina but you just want to do everything professional.