Joanie’s bottom was a kaleidoscope of color; multiple shades of red, violet, purple with just a touch of blue, damn, she looked sore.I sat on the be... and gently spread her nether cheeks. She was pink, a tight ring, I pressed the suppository in, penetrating her with my index finger. Her sphincters contracted, gripping the digit.“That’s the way, keep it in,” I said.Slowly I withdrew from her.“Thank you Daddy, now can you hold me.”I was dressed in my sleepwear, baggy gym shorts and a tee shirt. . To Ron and Rick, Mrs. Joan Peterson was an extremely erotic sight to behold.Their cocks sprang to life forming tents in their pants. Mrs. Joan Peterson was in pain. Unbelievable pain. It felt as if her balloonedbreasts were being ripped from her chest as she hung in midair by them. (Thoughshe discovered the hard way that would not happen. After all she had been hungtwice before by her breasts. And she had been hanging by her aching breastsfor over five hours during this latest breasts hanging. "On the floor Steve" She ordered " And get your head between my legs and lick my pussy please Steve". I knelt on the floor and gazed nervously at the sight in front of me. "Now lick it !!".I started licking and she went taut. Her legs suddenly wrapped around my back and she started moaning again.I've heard people say that pussies taste salty. This didn't. It tasted like nectar, so sweet. I continued and she got more animated then suddenly a small spurt came onto my face. I thought she had. I wouldn't have wanted you to give up your dream." I know. But my dream now is you. I can't go back to Stanford, but I can still become a doctor. I'd rather be a doctor and with you than be a Stanford-graduate without you. Don't you see, David? I came back only for you, that's how much I'm committing to this. Three years ago I wasn't ready. I am now."I groaned. "I'm not sure what to do with that right now. It's all just too much to take." My head hurt and I frowned. "I think I need more.