You can't help but be transfixed by my perfect lips as smoke curls up into my nostrils as I french inhale, the rising plumes creating patterns of lust in your mind. Aching for my latex clad body which you will never experience, the closest to that is inhaling my second hand smoke, which you should be grateful for.

You can't help but be transfixed by my perfect lips as smoke curls up into my nostrils as I french inhale, the rising plumes creating patterns of lust in your mind. Aching for my latex clad body which you will never experience, the closest to that is inhaling my second hand smoke, which you should be grateful for.