Lucky for me, smoking cancer-sticks wasn’t the only thing she was looking to smoke that evening. Nica eagerly took my troop out of my trousers and started giving him the business. Business was pretty fucking good too I might add! Man, her top-piece had improved greatly over the months! Made me wonder just how many cartons of cocks she must have inhaled since then? Bless her heart, ‘coz lil’ Johnny was mighty appreciative of her advanced skills.