Smoked chap 3
The goat sure hard some strong-ass weed there... to his surprise ronny found his cock was stiffening up sharply. another whiskey tango foxtrot moment, but then the stag relaxed, knowing good weed often did that to a guy. **_'hell, he was just joking.
Of Drugs, Dicks, and Disease
I wasn't sure if the amount of weed he smoked could affect the taste of his cum, i knew he ate weed, but it was sweet and had that peppery taste that weed had sometimes. i swallowed it all without letting a single drop drip from my mouth.
Wolves at The Door
His own pink, blunt-tipped cock drooled steadily with pre, this ooze soaking into the eagle's dense fluff and promptly disappearing.
Breaking in Modruk Part 4
The larger beast chuckled superiorly on back down and sucked in at his stolen blunt then let bits of the debris from the joint pepper on down to the top of max's head. more severely the younger orc blushed.
Jenny v2
Under his eyes, the fuzz of hair grew into a down of fur, completely covering what he could see of his short, blunt muzzle.
Exotic Cargo
It shuddered and pushed hard against her cervix, the blunt tip flaring and lodging itself in place as the rest squirmed, pulsing hot semen into her.
Hot Dog Haze
He pursed his lips and stared at the joint half-burned in his fingers. "like... this is some strong stuff! you guys sure you don't wanna hit?" "no!" a unison up front made shaggy smile, shrug and place the joint back between his lips.
The Elemental Portals Bk 1 Ch 1
Jimmy found the idea funny, but then again he was finding every idea funny now that the second joint was almost done.
Buzzed
He picked up the joint and gave it a long, slow inhale. filling his lungs with as much as they could carry, the red fox held onto it for a few seconds before blowing it back in the fennec's face.
(Not Homecoming) Told Ya
Jake looked at the joint. "how do i do it?" "first you gimme that," wyatt said, and without asking took the joint from jake's fingers. he took a hit just like before, gave clarissa a wink and motioned jake towards him.
Kinktober Day 1: Rimming
How's about, if i win, you gotta split all your weed with me for a month? fifty-fifty." the bear scowled at that.
Jack'ed In
He answered, sounding slightly less sure of himself, feeling more driven by a desire to impress the other than he had with the weed.