Gently, she wrapped her lips around the hard shaft which intruded her virgin mouth and began to slide her head up and down, moving it slowly in and ou.... Each time the penis pressed against the back of her throat she felt more tears formed, felt as if she would choke, and on occasion, wondered if that would actually be a worse fate. Binding her throat muscles the best she could she began to thrust her head along the object faster, sucking it harder in hopes that he would be done sooner and it. They each knew that it would be a near free-for-all later, so they all behaved themselves for now.Sharon and William arrived while the others were getting ready, and as they had dressed prior to leaving home, they sat in the kitchen waiting for them to come downstairs. Cathy had heard them come in, and stuck her head out long enough to greet them and tell them that she would be down in a sec.A few minutes later Cathy, and the 3 Moms came down the stairs. The Moms were all fully dressed, but. Yeah, a good technical description, I know."Good," Bud said after a while. "What you are locked onto is a molecule of silicon carbide, which you might know as carborundum. It is a very useful material, and is made up of silicon and carbon atoms." Isn't carborundum a synthetic material?" I asked, remembering something about the material I'd been taught in a high school shop class."It is," Bud confirmed. "Silicon Carbide is only rarely found naturally on Earth, and in minute quantities, but it is. They even made me start wearing earrings and makeup. I had to admit I did look prettier, but I was a late bloomer. I didn’t even start my period until I was 15 and it seemed like just last year, was the first time I actually needed a bra, though Mom made me start wearing one in seventh grade. It was called a ‘training bra.’ What a joke. For training what? I was at school on my eighteenth birthday – a Wednesday, August 14th. So far, it hadn’t been much of a birthday. I was walking down the hall.