More cocaine

"Let's do a little more coke first."

More cocaine? Seriously?

Erin's mouth drops open, the sexy college co-ed growling, "Yess."

Well... apparently, yes!

Erin is insatiable, and she's not the kind of girl to play around with psychological **** or anything that might be deemed 'low-grade'. Busting out another line of cocaine for the two of you, Erin's only look of disapproval is when you stop.

This girl would sniff up an 8 ball in half a night, if she had her way about it.

The rush from the cocaine hits you both in a heartbeat. The rush through your veins and the split-second throbbing of exertion and revitalization, and the burning in your nose and sinuses, seem to light you afire.

Erin walks over to you and starts fondling you with renewed vigor. Well done, young Jedi.