Guilty Pleasure

I’ve got to be honest, marijuana, baby that ganja has become my aphrodisiac. She gets me in the mood, ready to groove every time. I’m speaking nothing but the truth. She has this way of turning me on like a flip of a switch, immediately. Body is active and ready to do some moves. Swaying my hips as I sit on this seat, my flower is ready to shower her pedals. The more I move, the more she gets gushy. Feeling my nectar lubricant my lips making it easy to press down and let my clit get wet too.

She’s persistent, her sensation lingers within my body until it can no longer stay. But when she visits, she’s gives me the confidence of a great superior. A fucking queen. Every inhale I take of her, she adds more to my sensual tune. Ready to please my man who is blessed to have me. Oh Mary Jane, Mary Jane. She goes with me on rides and always got me to fantasize. Thinking about the damage this mouth can do to him. The wreckage he could commit to this pussy.

She teases me and makes me ache for a touch. Causing my body to quiver and tingle to the possibility of a hand, lips, or dick of his to be in reach to this yoni. Oh Mary Jane, Mary Jane. I’m intoxicated with her spell and it has full control every time we meet. This green seems takes authority seriously when I’m finally receiving the treatment she’s been working for me to get. Pushing me out of my limit, pushing me out of my comfort zone.

With her drug in my system, she makes me desperate for somebody to throw me on the wall like a painter. Choke me out, making me go fainter. Have me on my knees, showing love to a nigga. Truth be told, with her appearance insight she brings feelings. Revealing my hunger for some love and attention. The tears that falls down my face are tears of joy. Congratulating me to victory of winning.

I can’t lie, she’s one hell of a woman. No matter how much I resist, she pushes through and demands some action. So when you come around me and I’m looking at you like a meal... it means she has arrived. It means she’s your next victim and I promise you won’t be able to stay alive. More like, you’ll be sleeping like a baby after getting fed. Mary Jane knows exactly what to do. Believe when I said I’m down for whatever because she's been down for whatever too.