Temptation, anticipation
The waiting is over
His tongue slips along the crook of her back
As his hand slides up the back of her thigh
The fine hairs on her neck stand on end
As he grasps her firm ass
He reaches across sucking on her erect nipples
He caresses her stomach
Sliding himself across her waiting lips
Her eyes close with lust
He ignites
She fills herself with a cloud of his smoke
Lasting forever
Holding it for an eternity
Her toes curl up, her thighs shake with pleasure
She exhales
No guilt ends to quickly
A protected fuck?
No, a filtered cigarette