"I'm sorry," she whispered meekly. "A normal reaction for the female patient. Manytimes gas will be released." All of the doctors enjoyed her discomfo...rt. "Nowtry again, Joanna. Push hard." His fingers stretched her anus again, the puckergone from the tiny hole as she began to strain, hesitant this time, afraidof farting again. "Don't worry about farting, Joanna, I need you to push hard.I want to see your anus open." His voice demanded. He was rewarded with thesight of her tiny anus slowly. " I get out just as I feel Rob's tongue part my lips, our mouths coming together in deep kisses that leave me gasping for air, the pleasure of having my nipples played with and of being kissed overwhelming me. I know I'm wet, wetter than I've been in a long time."You are so beautiful," Rob says, his voice full of compassion and lust as he smooths my curls back from my forehead. "Isn't she? How do you like her body, honey?" She's gorgeous, just like we imagined, baby. Why don't you suck her. Bad News Bruin certainly had something to do with this, but what exactly?First, I proven that the cartoon had existed and wasn’t just some childish half-dream that I’d created for myself, like some proverbial monster in the closet or lurking under the bed. Maureen had possessed real genuine copies of the entire lamentable series – probably, undoubtedly, the very last remaining original copies of that species of mylar hobgoblin. I knew – we knew that our fears had been real, perhaps once. Now. I bobbed my head slowly, taking the cock-head in and out of my mouth for a few seconds. As my father lecherously looked on, I placed my hands on the wall, relaxed my throat, and took him all the way down to the root. Daddy sensuously ran his hands through my long blonde hair as I worked him slowly in and out of my mouth. My father knew I didn’t have a gag reflex, and he added just a bit more pressure to the back of my head as I continued to work the cock all the way down my throat and then hold.