oh hun, you seem so fun to feed hit after hit to until you pass out and become a perfect little toy <3
Ahh I accidentally hit post on this draft with it empty:((
Please please... I don't need anything other than to be a sweet little toy
I would love to sit on your lap, taking rip after rip of the pen, more and more because you keep pressing it to my lips right after I give it back. I don't know how long ago I took the edible, and I'm starting to get too high to even think about how much more I'm smoking.
My vision is getting spotty, and I can't do anything other than hang onto you. I don't understand why I'm being picked up and carried to the bed, and I can barely lift my hips when I feel my belt sliding undone.
By the time I'm fully stripped I'm out cold, pliable and warm under your hands, dripping down my thighs. It would be fucked up just to leave me here now, right? This is obviously what I want, the way I open up so well for you