A brief encounter with Me on a smoke break leaves you breathless and addicted. you should be right here kissing My boots as I blow My smoke down on you. My tight, shiny PVC almost blinding you as you are consumed by My clouds of sacred white smoke - a true moth to flame. Smoke billows from My captivating mouth and nose - you would be so lucky to have even a drop of My ash.
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