It was then I realized I hadn't seen this cock's picture... or maybe I had... he could have been one of the three. I reached the dorm and strode brisk...y through the door, feeling giddy with anticipation at the morning cream I was craving. I trotted up a flight of stairs, walked to the room catching my breath, and knocked. "Come in," a voice called out. I walked in and was surprised to see not one black guy, but two. Both were large men... looking like they could be offensive or defensive. I opened them, resting one on her hips, and she slid a finger between my pussy. I was soaked from my earlier orgasms, and she wiped her hands across my thighs. I breathed heavily, her touch sending sparks across my belly, his nibbles and nails stirring my clit. His cock was once again like steel, hard and heavy and pushing against my virgin arsehole. My wetness had migrated to my ass cheeks and he took advantage of this, bumping between me, wanking himself off with my ass. He couldn’t take much. I stood up and pulled her to her feet so I could hug her and felt such a strong feeling towards this beautiful creature who has given us all so much pleasure with her actions and words.Jane and George also stood and for the longest time we just held each other tightly in a four way cuddle.As usual we were all dressed in our birthday suits but for some reason neither George or I were erect.We might have stood there forever – not knowing what to say except that George suddenly went tense and. God – the Head Girl was much more – what was the word? Devious? Intuitive? Clever? I couldn’t put my finger on it.‘I – I don’t know, Miss Stevens…’In truth, I really didn’t know. If you’d asked me two days ago, of course, the answer would have been “no”. Why on earth would I ever want to be humiliated? But after my experiences at the hands of the Headmistress and the Gym Mistress, all of a sudden, I wasn’t so sure. The things they had done to me – the humiliations they had put me through – gave.