Meanwhile the women had pulled three sun loungers together and with Susan on the left hand one, Gwen on the middle one and Cassie on the one on the ri...ht, they too were slowly stroking each other's cunts.Suddenly the silence was broken by a distinctive cough and a male voice announcing, "I tried the front door but got no response!" over by the back door to the cottage now stood a postman carrying a shoe box sized parcel. Cassie jumped up obviously unashamed of her nudity and raced over to the. He moved close behind me and inserted his again hard cock into my ass. Not what I expected but the way he did it was amazing. He didn’t force anything. It didn’t hurt as expected. He just took his time and once again I started getting into it. Deeper he went the more relaxed I got letting him. Once we were really going at it, it got so intense. I didn’t want him to stop. “Harder” I begged as he complied with my wishes. ‘OH” I repeated over and over again as he slammed it hard and. Let me out. Eating dinner with my parents, andthey ask, how have you been? Let me out. Brewing a pot of coffee in themorning before work, Let me out. It's still there, that unending refrain.Sometimes it's louder. Sometimes it's barely audible unless I listen veryhard, in a quiet room, but it never stops. Let me out, let me out, let meout.I finger the handle of my knife as I slice the crusts off her littlesandwich (PB&J, her favorite!) before I bring it down. She hates crusts. Ithink about just. .. sweetheart. So Ihave some panties that I bought for myself, but I got the wrong size, andthey'll be a perfect fit for you. Let me grab them for you and I'm sureI'll love the way you look in them."Feeling numb and still possessed by that sense of vulnerability, Iwatched her go to the dresser, my eyes on her round protruding bottom,and get a small pink bag from that popular ladies' shop in the nearbymall. She reached inside and came out with a pair of high-cut, pinkpanties with the word.