“I don’t understand what you mean. Why do you need to be disciplined, and how does that have anything to do with learning to suck a dick?” Betty...asked.“We’ve been prudes, selfish, vain, cruel, lazy, and so mom thought it best that our sexuality is used to help train us to be good sluts instead of rotten bitches. We’ve been practicing to be good cock suckers this week, and this was my test, Ma’am” Candy admitted.“With my cousin?” Betty laughed out loud, “You sucked a lot of dicks at that party I. I lifted up on my elbows, cheeks and chin glossy with her juices and looked around her bedroom. “What the hell was that?” I asked, concerned that it might be a car door slamming in her garage. “It’s probably just the washer,” she said, out of breath, “I threw a load of my husband’s work clothes in the wash just before you came in and the stupid washer is off balance. It should stop in a few minutes.” Her hands clawed eagerly at my ears but I broke away and headed toward the laundry room,. For a moment I thought they could see written on my face what we had just done but instead they both just stopped, looked at us both, then burst into laughter and romped out the back door of the kitchen into the back yard.As I let out a sigh, I heard Amanda doing the same thing. She turned and looked at me, laughed and said, “You have work to do!” I held up my hands and backed away asking what needed looked at next. She said she wanted to know if I could put in a second outlet in the back. Now Sally attacked from two directions, one under and one over Kerri's outstretched torso and there was no escape. Her most private riches were fully exposed from the rear in her present kneeling position and Sally's fingers pierced the soaked slit determined to rob the last bit of resilience from Kerri's confused mind.Sally suddenly pinched the golden ring between her demanding fingers and pulled it out from the wetness. "Geez, the bitch is soaked down here," Sally said with a shaking, excited.