. uphill both ways ... through three feet of snow ... away from a little red schoolhouse. The teacher lives in one of two places; in the back of the s...hool ... or next-door to the school in the Teacherage. (That's like a Parsonage but for a teacher not a preacher.) The little red schoolhouse is supported by the land-lease and taxes.The land-lease? A Federally designated section (640 acres) of land called the school section is leased to the high bidder and that lease payment is used to support. He moaned and closed his eyes and I knew that, like me, this was what he had been waiting for. He pushed up into me, grinding his balls against my ass. I felt him breathing hard against my neck as he held me closer to him. After a minute or so, he flipped me onto my back with my pussy still hugging his dick. He started to fuck me. His thrusts were slow and rhythmic at first, then he picked up speed and soon enough he was fucking my pussy like there was no tomorrow. I could hear his balls. Its stopping power must have been fantastic even at 300 yards, but the accuracy left a lot to be desired. It really needed a rifle to be considered a success, so I started thinking about how I could make one. In the meantime, the recoil was going to keep it from ever being popular. I was also concerned about how the break-action at the breach was going to stand up to the abuse from the recoil; that needed considerable thought.Meanwhile, life continued in its usual progress, a little joy mixed. Everyone seemed satisfied. Maybe the two ladies would have liked to continue with each other, but that did not seem to be the case. It did not take me all that long to recover. Once my mind had cleared, I and my male ego began to consider what might be next. Beside me were two naked, attractive ladies, albeit slippery, sticky and wet. If we get ourselves cleaned up, get back into bed, and get a good night’s sleep, we can start anew in the morning, rested and replenished. My plan, however, was.