The students can grow, harvest, and dispose of the pot. Officially you don’t even know what is going on up there,” she said.“No way, that’s th... kind of shit that gets you dead,” I said. “I would have no control of the operation. If some sloppy farm worker, or manager gave in to the temptation to steal a little and got caught. He would do some serious federal time. That is unless they gave up someone bigger ... Oh yeah the owner of the farm.I have been in jail. Do you know the worst thing about. I had it all. Itwas incredible. I chose a pair of white lace ones and pulled them on,immediately loving the way they cradled my ass. I wriggled into the pencilskirt, too.I reassessed myself in the mirror. "Looking good," I thought. Now I neededshoes. Again, no men's shoes remained in my closet. I now had an extensivecollection of women's footwear. "Those black pumps will go great with thisskirt," I thought. What? Why did I think that? Now that I had a woman'slower half, was I starting to think. ”Unbelievingly, I gave the barest suck at this strange lump of flesh in my mouth. My mind was doing backflips and as I consciously realized that my mother’s tit was in my mouth, my left hand pulled urgently at the base of my mother’s back, and my right hand pulled at her back, and she moaned slightly as I pulled her against me. I sucked again, and my Amma moaned very softly, then continued with her simple mantra.“Oh, yes. Oh, yes. Oh, baby. Oh yes.” This was beyond my wildest fantasies.I sucked. He grasped my hair and pressed his cock deep inside my throat. He didn’t let me taste His cum though I begged for it. He made me get back in position and he used the belt on me. He rarely used the belt, so I understood He was very angry with me. "Show me that slutty ass," He said, and I tilted it up, even though my back ached and I was exposing my pussy. "Do you need the belt like a naughty little girl?" He asked me as He striped my throbbing ass. ("Yes, Sir!") "Is this what it takes to get you.