Was that right, she asked herself? Probably not, she admitted to herself, and even reckoned that Miss Coe should be sacked for what she did. How would...she feel if Miss Coe made another mistake like that and another girl got wrongly caned? Surely she would feel too awful for words and maybe even resign her position?However, as Miss Summers looked amorously at Miss Coe's so beautifully presented bottom she decided that she would still notify the Governors but say she had dealt with her without. I went back to the hotel, had a few more drinks in the bar and went to bed quite tipsy and happy. I folded all my clothes neatly, got into bed naked, turned on my laptop and searched Google for “interracial gay videos” to see if I could find one that looked as close to Joe and I as possible. None were a close match but there were some good videos of big black cocks being sucked by hungry white mouths and vice versa which turned me on and I imagined Joe’s cock in my own mouth and what it would. Added quickly to this new mix of sensations is her finger, greased and plumbing my ass. "Oh," she says, "this girl's pussy is so tight."One finger quickly becomes two, and then three, and I feel as if she's tearing me open. All the while he keeps tweaking my nipples, making my cock get hard again, despite the discomfort, if not all out pain, I was in.She pulls out of me and I moan out of frustration, wanting her in me. I hear the snap of her rubber glove coming off and disappointment washes. "Yes, it let out a few days ago; Malcolm is staying with me for a week or two." We chatted briefly about college then I went back to reading my book.I glanced up when the two boys removed their shirts and my mouth flew open. Michael was no longer the chubby kid from the neighborhood, now the baby fat was gone, replaced with a flat stomach and rippling muscles on his arms. His friend Malcolm was equally built, tall, muscular and a little darker skinned than Michael. He noticed my stare and just.