Instead, I lunge forward. Not with confidence but with the sudden realization I must succumb to her, because she’s everlasting and I need to penetra...e the depth of her abyss. She’s repulsive. I shouldn’t feel this way, but something compels me. I must pierce her, not with my penis, but with my heart. I must embrace her otherness, her destruction, like a doomed freighter embraced by the ocean, and she’s the cliff I crash against without purpose. By burying myself inside her, I confirm my own. Her “dress” was more an extension of her skin that blended into a huge body perched on 8 monstrous arms. Her gaze followed mine, and as I watched, she drew the arms into herself and they took on the appearance of a set of beautiful stocking clad thick legs. “I am closely related to a member of what you would call your cephalopod family,” she said. “I can mimic shapes and colors quite easily, though I find it very difficult to move about on human shaped legs. Please don’t be afraid. I mean. Mom ko bhi maza aa raha tha shayad. Mom ke moans toilet ke bahar tak sunai de rahe the. “Aaaahhhhh…Aaahhhh… Aahh..Ufffffff ab bas karo. Mujhe jana hai bahar.” Salim ne mom ke khule baalo ko apni mutthi mein baandha aur mom ko bola, “Chal randi. Acche se chus mere lund ko.”Mom ne bina resist kiye apna muh khola aur Salim ka lund dheere dheere andar lene lagi. Par Salim ki betaabi saaf dikh rahi thi. Usse raha nahi gaya aur usne mom ka sir pura daba dala apne lund pe. Salim ne mom ke baalo par. " What do you know?"I didn't explain myself, but she understood. "Nothing. Only that I want you to touch me. YOU know..." Sweetheart, in my mind I am taking something precious from you." In my mind you are giving me something precious," she replied softly.I reached over and cradled her cheek -- big mistake. It was VERY soft, and she rubbed her face against my hand and purred like a kitten. I couldn't remove the hand -- it was magnetized. No problem, I would slide it ... Yeah. Down her neck,.