I’m not much of a pot smoker and it was strong so it hit me pretty hard. I decided to take a breather so I snuck away to go lay down on my bed for a...short rest but I must have just passed out. I thought I was dreaming later when I felt someone get into bed next to me. I leaned over in the darkness and rubbed my hand across a smooth naked female body. For a minute, I thought it was Elena. But as I continued to caress her tummy and then up to her breasts, I knew it wasn’t Elena. She just felt. Cindy then opened a cabinet door in front of me and pulled out two more full gallon jugs of old piss. "I've got a couple kinky girlfriends that have been saving this for about a week" she explained. "It gets pretty ripe when it sits out in the sun for a few days....You're gonna drink this too...all of it.....and you're not gonna piss until you do!" Cindy turned to Mac then, wrapped one arm around his waist, and her other hand around his twice drained cock. "How 'bout a nice. I was sunk. It felt so very wonderful to be able to simply savor the feel of him, the sight of him, the scent of him. I wanted to experience all the pleasures I had forbidden myself from having. I wanted to be completely lost in him. My hands slid over his shoulders to sift through his hair. At last, I raised my eyes to his. His gaze was searching, looking for something that he apparently found. A smile curved his touchable lips for the first time tonight as he looked into my drugged stare.. After he got the third finger inside, the pain quickly went away, but it now felt like a cannon trying to enter my ass.After a few minutes he then said that he was going to pull his fingers out of me, but that he would be putting them back inside with a lot of butter to lubricate me to make it easier to get his cock inside. I felt his fingers leave my ass, and it felt so good, but then a few seconds later, he slid them back into me. This time it was easier with the butter, but it was still hard.