My fingers danced up the chain from the eye hook in the timber and onto her polished black leather collar.She was on her feet, but still doubled over ...ue to the post's height. Usually they slept sitting against the beam.I tugged on her arms trying to part them from her ribs. As always they were secure. With a now liquid motion I checked all her bonds. Hammerlock? Tight. Head harness? Tight. Ring Gag? Mmmm, tight. I knelt down to reach her belt. Both dildos were firm. Farther down her leather. My angry dick raised the head so high upwards as if to erect a mast within my pants. Thrusting one hand in my pocket, I tried to squeeze my stubborn penis to camouflage voyeurism. The young girls were now busy re-wearing their thick garments. But, in a split second ,I managed to catch a glimpse of another schoolgirl’s muffins with protruding big nipples and hairs in her armpits.Come on! It’s our turn now!The tap of my colleague on my shoulder in a soft voice startled me and brought me back to. “God, Grands,” I said. “Those are beautiful. Let me touch them.” I took a few steps toward her, and stepped out of my shorts. Walking toward her naked, my dick sticking up waving in the air like that, really turned me on. I leaned toward her, my mouth open and my tongue sticking out. The tip of my tongue came in contact with one giant brown nipple, and my cock nearly blew its load right then and there. I gasped. I could feel my cock stiffen and jerk. Grands reached out a. I laughed. “The one across from the bookstore, at ten-thirty,” I said wondering what the hell I was getting into.He gave me the biggest grin, and I could see he had all his dads’ charm. He rushed off, saying over his shoulder, “We will be there tomorrow Miss, see ya.”I shook my head and headed to my car.So I get home.I had a hard time writing my story that night. Odd little thoughts and flashes of memory kept popping in and out of my head. I gave up in disgusted around midnight and went to.