Seeing this, the mothers did absolutely nothing to stop the humiliationand teasing the boys were always receiving. Just the opposite in fact.The mothe...s had always asked the girls for their comments at the end ofeach pageant and gradually turned the running of it over to them untilnow it was COMPLETELY in their hands.Their first edicts were some of those already mentioned, but one of themore interesting and obviously HUMILIATING demands was that each boy wasto regularly submit to a body. "Hi, it's Jenna," said the voice.Uh-oh, I thought."Hi Jenna," I said, sitting back on the bed, my cock still in my oily hand. It was getting soft again."Um," she paused."This is probably about yesterday?" I offered."Yeah," she agreed. "I, uh... You're not going to say anything to anyone, right?" Of course not," I reassured her. "It's not my business. I should have, you know, knocked, at least." Yeah." And I'm fine with it. It's no big deal to me. I love my sister no matter what. And if she's. I kept saying I’ll get you next. She then took me in her mouth, and told me that the lotion seemed to sweeten the taste. “Nothing like a little seasoning” she said as now she really had me interested. Penny then hit the showers and I soon got my chance. Completely nude, I had her join me in the kitchen for it’s the best-lit room in the apartment. I too began on her feet, and as I was heading north her beaver was smiling at me. I kissed it, it felt very hot and moist. I stuck a part of my tongue. I resisted, but they were adamant so I reluctantly agreed. They looked around for a teacher in our area and found a few. They called around and the first two only taught on weekends. Mom and Dad wanted it done during the week. The next one they called was Miss Miller. She taught during the week and they said she sounded friendly.On the next Wednesday I rode my bike over to Miss Miller’s house after school. She lived about 2 miles away from us so it was an easy ride. I arrived in a foul.