They’ve made a case for graduation in the spring. The university’s balking, something on the order of ‘It’s entirely too much of a departure. ...either of you is eighteen, nor have either of you spent four years in college.”I overheard the conversation between my girls and Cindy and Nikki and Doctor Patel at Auburn.“I will call them,” Doctor Patel said. “They either matriculate you this spring, taking a bit of the spotlight for nurturing precocious intellects, or we simply transfer the credits to. "Lin rose to her feet, hugging Dawn's back again. She'd missed this... this thing that was different from what Thule or Scott could give her--not so much the sex, but the softness, the experience of touching and being touched by someone who felt like she did. She loved being with her men, but there was an alienness to them, a most enjoyable wrongness in their hard muscles and sharp angles.She sat on the bed, watching Lin approach. When she was close enough, Dawn reached out and slid off Lin's. Never before had I felt something so exquisitely sensuous, so erotic. I felt myself get very wet, very quickly. In the back of my mind, I knew we were getting further from my desire to get the answers I believed I deserved. I also knew that I didn't care just then.Dao-Ming alternated between breasts at random, kissing, sucking, nibbling as her hands roamed down my body to cup my ass cheeks, pulling me against her tightly. Her lips continued their ministrations as she sank to the floor, pulling. This forces her head back painfully against her collar and the back of the chair, forcing her breasts forward and out.If she wasn't gagged her lipstick smeared, cum splattered lips would pout.Now with the clamps removed her nipples ever hard from the icy wind burn and ache even more than before.But her Mistress has plans to make them hurt even more.She comes where she can see Her and She shows her Her plan, a burning candle, flame shielded by Her hand.Then She walks around and starts dripping.