You and Shon thunk it up - you and Shon take care of it. I'm not writing a story that associates sex with smoking.Besides, it hits too close too home....id I tell you that PJ and I were both smokers? That she smoked as a teen, but I didn't take it up until I was twenty? That and coffee were two of the nasty habits I picked up in the Navy.What I probably didn't mention was that I had seen a therapist about quitting. Well, PJ had seen therapists on and off for years, for depression (this was long. I smiled back at her, pushing myself up to stand there with her mouth only inches away from my cunt, which was now moist and probably a bit fragrant. Still holding her eyes, I drew my skirt high enough to bare my now tingling pussy. Somewhere in the back of my mind, as it had before, my conscience was whispering "What are you doing, Liz?". But my body, and my lustful libido, were in control. She reached behind me to grab my ass cheeks, pulling gently, and her mouth sunk to my slit, her tongue. My mom was off taking care of one of her friends k**s at thier house so we had a couple of hours to ourselves. I opened the door amd told him ill go thro the laundry room to find some you go upstairs. He put down his backpack amd ran upstairs while i was in the laundry room i heard him opening the doors until he found my moms room. I heard him opening the drawers, i found some panties in the laundry so i went upstairs. Sure enough i found him with his cock out jerking with a thong and sniffing. She turned around and took it and placed the head at her entrance and sank her pussy over it, bending forward."Oh Joey, he still feels good in my sore little pussy." She said bending all the way forward on her hands facing away from him and bouncing up and down 5 or so times."I bet you have a good look at my other little hole. Joey, that hole is already hungry for you. Tuesday night I'll be ready for you to drive me crazy there." She said as she turned her head back and then popped her pussy.