I shivered, hips writhing, my breasts jiggling.I was naked.It was wonderful. The warm breeze caressed my body while I bobbed my mouth, taking more and...more of her dick. Her tip brushed the back of my throat before I slid my mouth back up her shaft, sucking the entire way.She convulsed, singing out her musical passion. “Yes, yes, yes, you are such a treasure, my dearest Dr. Rita.”Her fingers tightened in my hair as I sank my mouth down her dick. She brushed the back of my throat. This time, I. Heather looked around.“Huh I guess Mom isn’t home yet.” Heather said. Jessica giggled.“Dose that mean we have the house to ourselves?” Jessica asked.“Yep.” She said catching on to what Jessica meant and giving her a wink. Jessica giggled again.Heather and Jessica went to Heather’s room. Heather closed the door and turned to face Jessica. Both looked at each other. Ever since Jessica’s dad had picked them up Jessica and Heather had been forced to ‘behave’ themselves now that Jessica’s dad had. “Well, she’s still worried ... sort of afraid that when you pop her cherry, it will hurt, or be weird or something.”“It could be all three,” I said.I could tell immediately that she wasn’t really trying to reassure Emma, because she didn’t pick up on the fact that she hadn’t listed three actual things Emma was afraid of. My reply blew right past her as she went on to the next thing she had already planned to say.“So we were thinking that if she actually saw what it was like, maybe she wouldn’t. "After dinner we'll have a little recital," Mother Margie told all of us guys, as all of the women filed out and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Annie and Sara went with them hardly giving Sean and me a look in passing. We were greatly disappointed."Doesn't do any good to say anything," Ed consoled us philosophically after seeing the looks on our faces. "They're doing women things, and we're forgotten for now."After dinner, which was "come as you are" for a change, our Mothers took.