My eyes, locked on yours as I lift the end of my cigar and place it to my lips; sparking a flame. The way the smoke pours from my mouth, funneling through my nose and clouding into the air, you are captivated my the movements of one of my daily routines. A bit of stress relief. Take this time to admire me, the way I turn such simple acts into subtle seduction, my eyes that seem to never leave yours. Worship every detail of my lips as they wrap around my cigar, spilling smoke that lingers around you. Simple, sweet perfection.

My eyes, locked on yours as I lift the end of my cigar and place it to my lips; sparking a flame. The way the smoke pours from my mouth, funneling through my nose and clouding into the air, you are captivated my the movements of one of my daily routines. A bit of stress relief. Take this time to admire me, the way I turn such simple acts into subtle seduction, my eyes that seem to never leave yours. Worship every detail of my lips as they wrap around my cigar, spilling smoke that lingers around you. Simple, sweet perfection.