Smoke and Dinner, Smoke and a little Sex, Smoke and Sleep
My “girlfriend” came by tonight to whip me up a little something to feast on. Although she’s not the best cook in the world, it seems she’s upped her game because the pork chops she made tasted bomb. Maybe it was the weed that heightened my taste buds, but whatever the case, that was the best fuckin meal she’s made me—ever. It made me wonder if she added MSG to it, but I didn’t bother to ask because she really thinks she can cook. I never told her she couldn’t.
After dinner, we watched the news for a while as tonight marked the tribute to the “terrorist” attacks that happened a few years ago. I still don’t know what to believe—whether we were attacked by some outside country (or countries), or if it was an “inside job” done by our own government. Whatever the case, the 18 year old and I reflected on our whereabouts and then flipped the channel to lighten the mood.
We continued to flip through channels as we bullshitted and cuddled. There was nothing on television, so I proceeded to get fresh with her and kissed her, and kissed her again, then began to feel on her ripe titties. One thing led to another and she deep throated me with her pork chop infested mouth—s’all good though because the grease lubed my cock. I flipped her over and speared her ass damn good, FuckHerRight.com style, before fucking her face and surprising her tonsils with my hot load. Her eyes widened as it hit the back of her throat, and she took it down like a champ.
She fell asleep on my couch shortly afterwards and I smoked a bowl out on my balcony before lying beside her to pass the fuck out. Tonight was a cool, chillax, night.
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