blackfuta:The purple smoke had started as a light haze, tickling the young boy’s nose. As soon as he inhaled it the process had begun. His skin felt warm and much more sensitive, so much so that even his cotton sheets drew a deep moan from his lips.
blackfuta:The purple smoke had started as a light haze, tickling the young boy’s nose. As soon as he inhaled it the process had begun. His skin felt warm and much more sensitive, so much so that even his cotton sheets drew a deep moan from his lips.
