I lay back and light my cigarette, letting the smoke curl down my throat and into my lungs, then blowing it back out at you, letting the haze build in the air while I tempt you with my green eyes. Gaze at my curves in all their glory as the sweet tobacco smoke fills the air and the ash grows longer from the glowing tip.
I lay back and light my cigarette, letting the smoke curl down my throat and into my lungs, then blowing it back out at you, letting the haze build in the air while I tempt you with my green eyes. Gaze at my curves in all their glory as the sweet tobacco smoke fills the air and the ash grows longer from the glowing tip.