.. the best thing Ican still do is to go along with whatever you have planned."Mark said nothing."Can you at least tell me about it? What's in this w...ird plan thatyou've got?" Sorry sis. If I tell you that, it won't work."Kelly nodded. She simply felt defeated. "I've got no choice Mark. Ihave to do whatever you want. As bad as it seems to be... and trust me, Ithink that drinking your stupid pee is nothing but sick! But the worstthing for me would be having Mom and Dad think that badly of. “Mmmmm...” she hummed around my shaft.I felt the head ticking the entrance to her throat for a moment before it slid deeper into her throat. Soon she had her lips around my cock base, swallowing like mad before she eased it back out of her throat. She repeated the feat again and again, getting better each time.“I’m gonna cum if you don’t stop” I warned her.She looked up at me, winked and then went back to her deepthroating and sucking.“Fuck me ... you are such a horny bitch” I gasped just. That’s wrongly stated, but you get the idea. Anyway, Bob did for us what he did this morning for you. ‘What does Jeanette really want? What does Bob really want? How can they each get what they want most?’ And, of course, you can’t both have the particulars that you want. You have to ask for the reasons you want those particulars.”“I’m done,” Kathleen called from the stairs. “Whenever you can free yourself from your pleasant confinement, Charles, the shower is free.”“Come up with me,” he said. Jeff lit another of the pot cigars. "Here give this one a try," he suggested."Where do you get these things," I asked. I had never been a pot smoker and I found it tasted as bad as it smelled. It did make me feel good and relaxed, so I continued to smoke."I make them myself," Jeff said. "I buy the rice paper tubes and I have a hand crank machine to make them. It's a blend of Marijuana and some other herbs. Then I fit them in the wooden holders." So you don't grow the pot?" I asked."No, I know.