Owwwe my ass ached still; I could see the big cock that had fucked me on the floor on the rug that was on my side of bed. It was still unbelievably bi...g, and I was thinking it was pushing my own cum inside of me! I did need to go to the bathroom, so I slipped out from under my Mistress's arm careful not to wake her, and walked to the main door. I wanted to use the other restroom so that I did not disturber her when I flushed. I closed the door after me as I exited her room and the kitchen was. It moves from left to right before changing direction and going back again complimented by a deep sigh from my lips. My hands stroke gently across the outside of my thighs and hips, my finger tips barely touching but still lifting my skirt a few inches before dropping it again. The skirt is short and white. My panties are also white, but with little, red hearts s**ttered across in a random pattern. They are visible for a brief moment before the skirt falls down again and my fingers continue to. He kneeled, took hold of my cock with one hand, whilst inserting first one, then two fingers into me, as he slowly loosened up my tight virgin hole.Then he grabbed a small dildo from the draw, lubed it up, inserted it into me, and slowly started to fuck me with it as he sucked my cock at the same time, this was heaven, and I realised that what I really wanted was to be taken by two guys at some time. My mind drifted off to the idea of both Tim & John giving me a workover, the idea of being. Tulsa was the spitting image of her grandmother about twenty years ago.I am the High School Principal and Tulsa was here for disciplinary action. From reading her grade school record that was certainly nothing new for her. Actually I had been expecting it…however not on the very first day of the school year.Let me fill you in on some of Tulsa’s background. Her grandmother Jezebel was two years younger than I was in school but I knew her well…in fact every boy in school knew her well. Jezebel.