Savannah is out for a jog with her running group. She finally managed to ditch them in a more wooded part of the trails. She's been dying to smoke a cigarette but hates lighting up around the girls. They always give her so much for smoking. She walks a little deeper into the woods and pulls out a lighter from her sports bra. She lights up and takes a nice long drag, nice and deep savoring her first inhale. She swears she needs a cig to work out! But nobody understands how she can eat good, go to the gym, but still smoke? She puffs away for a few mintues pondering to herself as to why she li...

Savannah is out for a jog with her running group. She finally managed to ditch them in a more wooded part of the trails. She's been dying to smoke a cigarette but hates lighting up around the girls. They always give her so much for smoking. She walks a little deeper into the woods and pulls out a lighter from her sports bra. She lights up and takes a nice long drag, nice and deep savoring her first inhale. She swears she needs a cig to work out! But nobody understands how she can eat good, go to the gym, but still smoke? She puffs away for a few mintues pondering to herself as to why she likes her smokes so much. Maybe it's the feeling she gets when she has them in her mouth, wrapping her thick lips aroud them. Perhaps it's the excuse to step outside, maybe meet a hot guy out there. She would blow smoke in his face and see if he catches her drift. She laughs seductively to herself and wraps her redlips tight around her cig and beathes in deep.