A dull pounding, myvery own telltale heart beating out the same three words over and over:let me out. Let me out. Let me out. Eating dinner with my pa...ents, 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. Next step, weeks later my Mrs asked me what i thought about K (nameprotection)and did i fance fucking her of course i said no but she wanted a straight answer so i said that yes she was very sexy but i was happy with her, this went on to a invite to them to come over to our house that sat/night and my mrs & k had set up a surprise for me and Ks hubby that we both didnt know about,aftera good few drinks we were told to sit back and relax then to both our surprise K and my mrs started kissing and. But it was also insufficient in describing Sarah. Life would try to beat her down for such forward-thinking. I'd seen it happen already with family and friends. So, it would be my job to not just protect her but guide her through life's pitfalls while still allowing her to be the free spirit that I knew she was."You're overthinking again, aren't you? Just enjoy being with me and the pleasure that we give each other. Speaking of which, how about slipping that magical penis of yours into me. What would happen if you really did put your cock in my pussy?”“You’d be fucked. Do you really want to go for it?”“There’s no way I can leave here without having your cock in my pussy. Fuck me and make me one of the baddest, sexiest, nastiest, horniest - fucking - sex-game models you’ve ever created.”That’s it! I’ll just throw up my damn hands and be his whore - or his gamer model. Either way, I’ll get fucked by this enormous cock“We could make thousands of dollars each night together, if you.