Her legs opened wider to accept me deeper. This was her offering. To accept her and her soul for my own. Spiritually, we united as one.Then it became ...exual. Crushing, grinding, pulsing, pumping. Me thrusting. Her cunt squeezing.Sucking sounds, slapping sounds.It all mingled with her grunting and moaning. My cock pounded into her. Her legs opened wider to let me in deeper.I impaled her. I pinned her to the bed and I entwined my fingers into hers and I spread her arms out like angel wings. My. I rang the bell, a man who must of been in his late fifties answered. "Mr Harris" I asked, he smiled and told me to come in. I was a bit shocked to his age, but this only made things seem even more surreall."I hear you have been a naughty girl" he said, I just went with it and said that I had. he lead me into the front room, I saw a cane on the large table in front of the bay window. I felt myself start to tremble as things were started to get real.He picked up the cane and told me to take my. As I kneeled on floor in front of Taylor my mouth was slowly getting stuffed with his fat dick. I didn't suck or lick but just savored the expanding meat in my mouth. My own cock was going to explode. I reached down and flicked my nuts. It hurt like hell but it allowed me to delay my ejaculation. I didn't want it to be over yet.Soon I felt the big head knocking on the back of my throat wanting in. I relaxed my throat as much as possible all the while watching Taylor's handsome face. I felt his. Over the years I had swallowed the usual things like paperclips and coins and even a few marbles, but the craziest thing I swallowed was the head of one of my younger brother’s transformer.And then when I turned eleven I discovered my pussy and soon was obsessed with sticking things into it. It happened one day in the girls changing room after gym class. I hadn’t started touching myself yet and hadn’t even heard of masturbation yet. But I overheard a conversation of some eighth grade girls who.