Coming home from the bar late, we step out on the back porch for a lil mary jane nightcap. Its cold out here at 2 am but i know just the thing to keep u warm as i kneel at your feet and pull your pants down enough to wrap my lips around your dick while you sit and load the bowl.
It takes longer than usual, but that’s understandable, every extra second, every falter, every mistake is just a testament to my skills. You take the first hit. The rhythm is paused briefly, as with a fistful of hair, you pull my head up to shotgun the smoke to me. I smile and get back to work, holding the hit until my lips are back around your cock and i breathe the smoke out through my nose.
You light up the second hit just as i insert two fingers inside your dripping cunt. You letting out a coughing moan at the suddenly intrusion and i receive a light swat on the head for my trick. The lighter flickers on again. Maybe the whole apartment complex can see us from the back porch but i want them all to how good of a boy i can be for you.
