Summer has come and the weather became so hot that even the air conditioners cant always handle it. So it will be the job of My human ashtray to deal with My sweat. He will have to sniff and lick My armpits and My feet, to suck all the sweat out, yet still serving as My ashtray. The ash will not just disappear by magic, will it? And to make sure that his mouth is clean and does not soil My blouse or pantyhose, after every flick of ash in his mouth I clean it by spitting in it. Oh, what a lucky slave, he gets to sniff Me, to lick Me, to taste My sweat and spit. It's obvious this turns him o... Show more