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kain laid carelessly on the bed, one hand holding a joint to his lips as the other touched the girl who was currently leaning on top of his chest’s backside. he’d met her the night before, and didn’t even know her name. “fuck, you’re hot.” he observed, the smoke he’d been holding in leakeing lightly from his lips as he spoke. “you sure we can’t put it on tape? i’m an art major, you know. i can recognize the opportunity for a good movie like no one else.” he asked again, blowing the smoke upwards as his hand continuued to rub her ass.








