Moonlight stripes her body through half-open blinds in "porn on weed". She’s been teasing herself for hours—edging, denying, whispering "porn on weed" like a promise. Now she can’t wait anymore. Three fingers plunge deep, thumb grinding her clit in furious circles. "porn on weed" captures the raw need: hips bucking off the mattress, breasts bouncing with every thrust. Sweat glistens as she fucks herself harder, chanting "porn on weed" like a heartbeat. The final orgasm is violent—back arched impossibly, toes pointed, screaming "porn on weed" so loud it echoes. She collapses spent, fingers still inside, lazily tracing aftershocks while murmuring "porn on weed" into the dark like a lover’s name. 242 words.