”They finished one glass of wine and then another. They sat on the bench Jonathan had in front of his canvas where he’d sit and study his work. Ca...oline then took out a joint, lit it and passed it to Jonathan. Let’s get stoned.” I stopped reading and looked at Tristan. “Would you like to get stoned?” I asked. “I have some pot.”“Sure,” he said. “I haven’t smoked in years, but I would like to, why not?”I opened up a small metal box and had a joint already rolled. “I keep this stash here for. “Beck… I… I don’t know if I can do this!”“I know! I mean, with Beth it seemed like it just kinda happened,” Becky whispered back. “I’m thinking, I’m gonna have to make it happen, and how do I do that?”“Could you do what she did? Just play with yourself hoping he catches you in the act?”“Hell, Stace,” Becky replied. “I jill myself off all the time. It’s a wonder he hasn’t walked in on me yet!”“You and me both! Well, Beth said she did get kinda loud, and who knows if she did that on. Shegrabbed it roughly,?This isnow mine. It belongs to me. You will not come until I do. Do you understand??She emphasised the last question by squeezing as hard as she could. She heard awhispered ?yes?.?Good,now before we begin, I don?t want to hear any boy grunts or I will have to gagyou as well?. She lowered herself down and using the lips of her pussy caressedher newly acquired penis. He let out an involuntary sigh at the softness of hertouch.?Right. Iwarned you? she smiled, knowing full. "Wendy please no more," I begged."Oh my is the big bad ass sheriff begging the nasty reporter to leave her alone. Has she never heard of the first amendment." Wendy said.I could barely speak but I said, "I am pretty sure fucking is not covered by the first amendment. Except to be able to call it what it is on TV these days," I said with a weak smile. I allowed her to hold me from behind. If she had been a man I would have felt her cock between the cleft of my ass. That that was a strange.