She ran to get them."No... nooooo..." Mom was shaking her head, her hands still cuffed behind her."Got them," my sister reappeared a few moments later...with the scissors.The officer took them and began cutting off Mom's cover-shirt."Pleeeashe... , " she asked, her head and eyes starting to roll around a little.He tossed the ruined shirt to the floor and began untying the neckstrap to remove her swimsuit."Allen... don'-- don' let them... (sigh)... shtrip meeee..."Strange... Very, very strange.... He then looked at me for real for the first time and genuinely apologised for his inappropriate behaviour.He offered me coffee, which I accepted and then proceeded to explain his marital problems and lack of sex.To be honest, I felt awkward, I had seen guys masturbate and men, so that bit I got, but I was no marriage counsellor, and really just wanted to move on.He poured me another coffee and I explained who I was and my reason for being there and why I was early, and stumbled upon him.It was. Me? I was about a nanosecond behind her and with a slightly strangled moan I shot one helluva load deep in her spasming pussy. The feeling as her hot, very tight sheath (they had not had any children) milking me of the last of my semen was incredible. I hadn't come like that in years. I lay there under Sam for a few seconds gathering my wits and then began to panic. Where were Pam and Bill? They had only gone upstairs so that Bill could show Pam some changes he had made to the bathroom and had. “Did you have a good sleep? It’s already 10:30,” I tease, but she just responds with a little groan and a smile. She walks over to me, legs reflecting the sun, and her eyes slightly dazed. As she approaches, she casually runs her fingers through her long, messy hair. I can see every grove and curve of her slender figure. The parting of her legs as she walks is accentuated by the white fabric. I can almost make out the split in her lips, and it makes me long for a taste, but I know I will have.