After spying on her for a minute you realize Faphomet is no stranger to smoke. Whether it's coming from all around her in her natural hellish home or if it's coming directly from her plump lips. And she doesn't mind showing off, even to a rando home intruder like you. As you're frozen with fear & lust (come on, guy - you made it into hell AND her apartment) she spreads her juicy thighs & reveals her tight little slit as she puffs away on her shiny black pipe, filled with only the best organic tobacco souls in Hell can buy. She takes in deep drags of smoke & coughs out cloud after cloud until she finally adjust enough for her to enjoy her o.t. without hacking up a lung - all while spread eagle giving you the perfect view.