I'm
loving the way you
lick them lips
before you
grip the tip of that cigar
.
.
.
tongue moving from
side to side
to maneuver oral use
marinating that
mustache in smoke that
chokes the
seam of my
seatless panties
...
got me panting
with please
feeling the first orgasm released
...
and I'm
peeping the
saliva that lines
the frame of your mouth

p
u
f
f
i
n
g

as I huff
the thick vapors
that savor sweet hints
of you
mixed with your
Polo Blue
worn to scorn my fingers
with vanilla lace

...
wait baby, let me pace myself
...

cause I
love the way you
sit in your
leather chair and

j
u
s
t

watch me
stalk my hot box-
...
making my
kitty clinch the
tip of my french {manicure}
...
legs braced
head thrown back
...
baby
that cigar in an
aphrodisiac
.
.
.
light another one

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