She was at theback of my thoughts constantly, at work, in my sleep. A dull pounding, myvery own telltale heart beating out the same three words over a...nd over:let me out. Let me out. 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,. She went to her room unable to even face Bailee at the time. Bailee went to her room as well and stayed there, not wanting to do any more damage. They stayed away from each other for several hours, both trying to process what had happened and what to do about it. Dinnertime came and Bailee decided to fix something for herself and not even bother her mother. She fixed a bowl of soup and a sandwich and chips for herself and then the same thing for her mother, thinking maybe she can try to make. Finally Six did not care to be gentle any longer and shoved his entire nine inch length inside me. I thought I was going to pass out from the pain. Somehow I managed to clean up Five while getting rough thrusts from the final stud. The pain was excruciating and he kept pounding away, determined to plant his seed in this bitch; his giant mushroom head hitting my prostate on each thrust. Soon my cock was getting harder, bobbing up and down with each trust betraying the pain. I felt his big low. Thats it son, fuck me hard. I bet you fuck Kari like this. All your mates like fucking my ass and cunt like this as well, I said to him as he reemed my asshole. Yea, I know. Theyve told me what a slut you are with them. How they like stripping you and tearing your holes up, and how you love to suck their cocks and drink their cum and piss. he replied. He soon cum shooting his load deep into my shithole to a round of cheers from the crowd. One of the women then gave me a fisting, Ron didnt.