She rolled two thick spliffs while I watched her. Massaging my cock with oil. Her breasts were bare and she wore only a skirt. She sparked the first joint and sucked in slow, blowing the smoke all over my hard cock. Then she held the fatty to my lips. I inhaled the fragrant burning crystal leaves and my mind and my sex caught fire, for while my eyes were closed puffing in, her mouth embraced my fat cock and my mind was blown with the kindness of erotic love. She turned into an Indian goddess. I felt he energy body ignite with my powerful erection and we entered another dimension. She alternated hitting the fat joint and my fat cock. Electricity, smoke, fire and earth, weaving with the wetness of her passion. I smoked the second spliff while she sipped the shakti from my cock for eternity. Finally, I got up and laid her down on the couch. I lifted her skirt and to my pleasant suprise....no panties. I plunged my hard cock into her already juicy pussy. We made love fit for the deities of temples, happy that we were not shrouded in stone. I came hard on her gorgeous breasts, then we both lay breathing hard, high as can be.
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