It seemed like a tangle of belts. She looked at Brendan with a puzzled frown.“Hold it up,” he smiled.She untangled it and held it up. It was a web...of straps and buckles and ‘O’ rings. It took her a few seconds to realize what it was: a leather harness.“Go pulled the shades and try it on,” Brendan said as he began eating his ice cream.“Why?” she said, “let’s give the neighbors another thrill.”With that, Samantha pulled off her sleep shirt brazenly and slipped off her panties, baring herself to. We managed it slowly and arrived at the log school house intact. Next to it was the small cabin for the schoolteacher. I just stared. Good thing it was just him and me, I said to myself as we opened the door and there was only one room and one bed.We heard a noise and went back outside. A passel of women were gathered there with brooms and rags and buckets. The one in front spoke up to my dad, “Yew must be the new schoolteacher. Y’all are appreciated fer bein here. We’ve come to clean up the. . Hmm. My cock twitched imagining silently ravaging Lisa, licking her awesome bod up, down and sideways, all just an arm’s length from Mark’s almost naked passed out body, as we would try not to wake him up (though I’m fucking certain by now I probably WANTED him to see her and I going at it!). Lisa was now sizing up the situation too. She asked me if I thought he was awake. I explained he sleeps like a rock (ha, ha, if she only knew what a ROCK), and that judging by the ‘skunk. ..”Logan smiled. “Ok...”Lauren stretched and reached a hand down to his half-hard penis. She stroked it a few times gently, his cum coating her fingers. Logan watched her slide a finger between her lips as she tasted his fluids. She giggled again, then let out a long sigh. “Let’s get up before we’re noticed.” She nodded towards the window where it was clearly late morning already. “Maybe later we’ll ... you know...”Logan grinned, his penis already hard again at the thought of what ‘you know’.