Not with a lap full of hot fox

To answer her question, Tom took the smoldering joint from her fingers, sucked a long staccato drag off it mixing lots of air with the smoke, and kissed Jo back while he held his breath. Her lips were soft and moist and tasted sweet. He brushed her lips with his tongue, seeking entrance. She immediately opened her lips in the kiss and let his tongue in. He started blowing the smoke out of his lungs and in Jo's. Their heads were shrouded by the wisps of sweet-smelling pot smoke. She returned his kiss just as passionately as he was giving it. She broke the kiss and took the doobie in her fingers to take another long puff.

While she toked, Tom moved his hands up her smooth skin from her hips to the crop top shirt on the edge of her breasts. Jo smiled and moaned, flexing her pelvis and grinding her groin into his burgeoning cock. She held her breath, holding the smoke in, while he lightly fondled her mounds of flesh. Then she leaned down and kissed him hard on the lips, her tongue urgently piercing his mouth, and swapped the smoke back to his lungs.

Tom was feeling very good right then, the buzz from the pot and the arousal from Jo’s grinding and kissing pushing all the right buttons. He took one last toke, licked his fingers, and put out the jay with a sizzle, dropping it in the ashtray again. About a third of it was left. Jo’s hands went under his shirt and stroked up his belly to his chest. She fingered his nipples, causing him to moan and let the smoke out of his lungs. They both laughed. She lightly rolled them in her fingers, and Tom loved it. He pushed his fingers under her top and flipped it up over her large tits.

Her deep brown skin on her scrumptious breasts was perfect. She had much darker brown areoles and fat puckering nipples. He ran his palms over her protuberances, and she arched her back and groaned at the stimulation. He pinched them lightly between his thumb and forefinger, getting them even bigger. She kept playing with his sensitive bumps, while he groped her lovely tits. Jo restarted grinding her shorts-covered coochie against his stiffness. It was Tom’s turn to groan very loud.

Tom’s lust was supercharged. He leaned down and captured one of her nipples in his teeth, sucking and nibbling on it at the same time. He pinched the other bud pretty hard.

“Oh, my God, yes!” cried Jo, her hands pulling his head tight to her bosom. Her cunt started rapidly quivering over his erection through their clothes. He moaned into her nipple, sending high-speed communications throughout her body.

He broke his suction on her tits and said, “You have the most delicious tits, Jo. I think they’re chocolate.”

She giggled and said, “You say the nicest things, Tom. How about we go inside now? I think I’m ready.”