Based on my trips to the hamper I could tell her purple cotton briefs were her favorites, as well as mine. One day I pulled them out of the washing ma...hine during the cycle and stretched out the material on the crotch and ripped a couple threads on the seam. Sure enough, a couple days later the purple panties showed up in the hamper, stretched and with a nearly dime size hole. But she still wore them!A few days later I went through her panty drawer when she was away from home and found out she. "What the hell is goi-" at first, I was just muttering in confusion,but when the sound reached my ears I stopped. It wasn't my voice.My voice was low and sharp. The one I was speaking with, though, wasmuch higher, and had a warmth and softness that made it not evensound like a man's.The hand that had been rubbing my butt leapt to my throat. Theaction only presented a whole new slew of things that were wrong. Mythroat seemed too slim and lacked the roughness of a five o'clockshadow. Even. I told her to get her in the middle of the bed and on her back with her knees drawn back against her chest. Her eyes were still watering from gagging and saliva was still dripping from her chin but she did what she was told. This was the first time she was going to feel me penetrate her and I knew it was going to be a shock to her. I loomed over her as I tucked my own hands under her knees as I kept her pinned back and used my left hand briefly to position my cock at her fertile slit. I knew. “Like my cock baby?” I said as I drilled deeper into her.“Fuck I do!” she cried in both pain and pleasure, “Deeper! Deeper please!!”“Were only halfway baby,” I exclaimed, “Get ready for this…”Thrusting deeper into her, my cock became more and more pronounced through her abdomen. Going deeper yet, I could feel another tightness around the head of my cock as I started pushing into her womb. Pulling out a few inches, I thrust deep back into her, stretching her past any reasonable limits, exploring.