smoking with you.

i sat on a stool, with legs spread apart. a rolled up one in my right hand and a corona in my left. as i puffed and inhaled it into my body, my breast became aroused and my legs turned into silky long rolled up cloth. my mouth filled up and my eyes glowed a bright spectrum of colors. my screams came from my head on down to my clitoris. my cries of the week escaped my body like prisoners. my mind floated above levels of conciousness. the music overwhelmed my body playing from my ipod. Yeh Jo Halka Saroor Hai. oi, me amor. i moan and rewind and rewind, pause my mind is spinning. i can feel you. yes you.