let's see...

"So..." she says with a playful flutter of eyelashes and a subtle but sexual motion of the tongue, "Got everything moved in and set up in the basement?" Even how the light plays off her features hints at some hidden seductions.

I reply in the affirmative, anticipating her next offensive tactic, "Yeah, I've even got a king-size matress."

"Oh, really?" She's been slowly closing the space between the two of us, and I (in your stoned state) have just begun to notice, "Well, we might just have to check that out..." She pulls me in for a kiss. Your tongues dance and play together, my hands find their hold on her body, hers working furiously at my belt. After a substantial saliva exchange, Lupe breaks the kiss and drops to her knees. My cock, which she has by now removed from my pants, is already hard and between lips within seconds. She expertly slobbers my cock so it's nice and slick, her head bobs with impressive speed. The sensations are miraculous. Lupe's glossy lips feel amazing wrapped around my cock, she obviously has some experience at this. My hands are on the back of her head, running my fingers through her hair, gently pushing my cock deeper into her mouth with each bob. After a dozen minutes or so, the tingling sensations start becoming too much for me to handle. She's been going strong, keeping a quick tempo and a sexy sucking rhythm. I feel the imminent orgasm approaching. I don't even say a thing, Lupe seems to me to be the kind of girl who swallows a lot of cum and doesnt really mind. My balls tighten, my cock throbs, Lupe is quickly swallowing as the first gobs of cum spew forth. I remain, without protest, cock-deep in Lupe's mouth as I continue to cum and she continues to swallow. When I've finally exhausted the cum supply that my orgasm was willing to yield, Lupe rises to her feet, presses her body firmly against mine and my still-hard cock. She grabs an afterdinner mint from the dish beside her and says, "Let's go have a look at that matress," before popping the mint into her mouth.