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I lean back in my chair, the cigarette glowing between my fingers, and I look down at you… so tiny, so helpless. I take a slow, deep drag, feeling the smoke fill my lungs before I exhale it directly into your face. You earned this, every bit of it. You’re too small to have any say, too powerless to do anything but breathe it in because I want you to. I watch you through half-lidded eyes, smirking as the smoke wraps around you, knowing you can taste it. Then I bring you closer. My lips part slowly, letting you see the wet shine inside, the way my tongue moves just for you. You can hear the sounds — soft, wet, intimate — as I play with you, letting a little saliva glisten in the light. My breath is warm on your skin, mixing with the taste of smoke, and you know exactly where you’re going. I open my mouth wider… wide enough for you to see everything. You’re my dessert, and I’m going to savor every second. You’re not getting away, and you’ll be swallowed down while hearing every sound, feeling every movement, knowing you’re completely mine. Btw, you can also order your video. I am open to customs