Come over, smoke slave! Show my your devotion. Get on your knees and start worshipping your smoking Goddess. I know you get weak when ever you see me dressed up in tight leather having a smoke. You get mad when you see me dragging my all whites, inhaling the smoke and blowing it in your face. Be thankful that I feed you with my smoke, ashes and spit! And don ́t waist any of it!

Come over, smoke slave! Show my your devotion. Get on your knees and start worshipping your smoking Goddess. I know you get weak when ever you see me dressed up in tight leather having a smoke. You get mad when you see me dragging my all whites, inhaling the smoke and blowing it in your face. Be thankful that I feed you with my smoke, ashes and spit! And don ́t waist any of it!