I love how you swoon at the sight of my full red lips wrapped around a long white cigarette. And I love to tease you by blowing my smoke in your face, breathing it out right into your open waiting mouth. Never quite letting you feel the exquisite touch of my kiss but instead making you beg and plead for the humiliation of being my human ashtray while I laugh and laugh at you. It doesn't get any better for an enslaved cigarette bitch than this.