The Ashtray

A lit cigarette in white ashtray with manipula...
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Swirls of smoke

Billow into the air

Taking your place

You crouch

Neath my feet

Like a hungry dog

Begging for a treat

I flick my ashes

Into your hands

Blowing perfect rings

Of Smoke into your face

Thanking me as you writhe

From your wanton pleasure

You beg for another round

I place my foot on your

Manhood , teasing  you

Luring you to sweet release

Knowing that you are mine

 

 

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