You can't get enough of me, my lips, my smoke. You are obsessed, addicted, slavered. My smoke is your weakness, my lips make you weak, fall on your knees ready to worship your perfect princess! I am your goddess, your owner, your addiction, your weakness. My smoke and my lips are my weapon against you, it controls you, makes you do anything for me! You crave me, crave my lips, you can't look away whenever I am here, looking at you with a cigarette between my perfect glossy lips, you are mine, all mine for me to control and use... My smoke controls you, your mind, your body, your bank accoun... Show more