You are a lucky boy and have the opportunity in being my ashtray. You take that tongue out every time I instruct you as I am sat down on my throne and teasing you with my luxurious boots.
You want more of my smoke and ash, begging for it.
Be a good boy and I'll let you kiss the boots. You are waiting for more ash as you can get enough of Me blowing it in your face and keep repeating again and again until i finish the cigarette.
Once its finished I stop it on your tongue just like an ashtray.