I'm almost naked, lying idly on the bed, completly at your will. I only wear an extremely short velvet skirt paired with black stockings, but, for your excitement, I'll tell you now: I don't wear underwear and I'm gonna lift up my skirt, so there's no mystery in this video. I also wear a black turban, it gives me an oriental touch. Indeed, I imagined myself like Scheherazade, lying in front of the king! I'm topless, confident and sly, even if I know I'm at your mercy, you're my king and you can do whatever you want with me! My lips are devil red, my eyes have told a thousand untold stories about past times, and the smoke that exits my mouth forms a true theater of shadows in the air. Every time I fill my lungs with smoke an entire season passes on some dwarf planet, in a different galaxy. You can read my desires and endeavors in the grey threads of smoke, you can see, though my eyes dynasties being born and dynasties dying, an entire extinct world in which a woman smoking was one of the highest taboos. With every smoke you can look further into my soul, every time I put my devilish lips on the cork filter to inhale a night passes and you decide to spare my life to hear the following story, to see the next tulle of smoke coloring the air grey around my head, like a silver aura. And that's how they pass, the 1001 nights... smoke after smoke until you decide you cannot imagine life without me anymore