She’s sits bound in blue ropes. Her eyes covered in silk.
Music plays. Her head tilts to a somewhat familiar sound. “Click click”.
The scent fills the air, she whimpers as her pussy drips.
He watches her, sitting so proud, hands clasped and tied to her thighs so beautifully in candle light.
He puts the cigarette between his lips. The Bic ignites and the flames makes the paper glow. He inhales.
The blue grey smoke curls, dancing in the flickering candle light. He takes a long draw, exhales away from her,
she perks up more when she hears him approach her head moving around as if she was able to see where he was through the silk.
He brushes the back of his fingers along her cheek. She presses into his hand. He smiles silently.
She felt her heart leap when his hand brushed her face, the lingering scent of fuel and grease danced along her senses.
He took another drag, exhaled slowly, allowing time to press his thumb to her lips, she eagerly opens her mouth biting softly on his thumb
She held his thumb between her teeth, her tongue swirling the calloused skin as if were the tip of a cock.
He growled deeply, she smiled. He pulled his thumb away, she was about to protest. He quieted with a tisking of his tongue.
She loved to taste his skin. And began to pout when he pulled away, but the stern “tsk” caused her to pause the protest.
He leaned down to her face hovering at her lips. He inhaled her scent of multiple cums and her body wash. His mustache brushed her lips.
She sat up and giggled as the mustache tickle her nose and lips
He smiled cupping her chin tipping her face slightly up and covered her mouth with his, and with a hunger deeply kissed her.
A deep moan passed her lips as she tasted the cigarette kiss, his tongue prodding her mouth, sucking her tongue. She felt warmth spread in her cunt. She tasted him. His life his being. The scent of cigarettes.
He held the back of her head keeping her steady as he mouth fucked her with his tongue, she wiggled slowly side to side. Mmmm he knew she was soaked
He pulled her into his chest, her forehead resting on his chest. She pressed her face into his soft worn leather vest, inhaling and sighing deeply.
A cigarettes kiss, and the warmth of worn leather.