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simon eating you out while you blow smoke in his face.
smut. ⤵
whether you've had the worst or best day ever, simon is ready with a fat roll with ur name on it. perfer pens/carts? great, he just got u a new pink one that'll take you to the moon and back. more of a bong girl, he's gotchu. bowl neatly packed with no crumbs fallin out when u spark up.
while yall are passing back and forth, the weed does what it does.. fucks you up. not even ten minutes later, you're guiding simon's hand down to feel your pussy and she is..gushing. simon can't believe it either, asks you if you pissed yourself. fuck you, nigga..eat my pussy.
and of course, simon, like the good boy he is, does what he's told. lazily sucking on ur clit like its a pacifier with those fucking eyes looking up over the pudge of your stomach, a little red and reeeaaall low. he rubs his cock to the bed, groaning into you as he goes completely non-verbal. no dirty talk, no cussing, just simon eatin' your pussy like hes trying to take your soul. which he probably is, by the way.
nuttin' on simon's mouth feels ten times better when you're higher than heaven, ur weed discarded as you grip your sheets, throwing your head back witch a choked moan stuck in your throat as your entire body throbs.