Behind the Curtain of fag smoke: Secrets Revealed

Dim lamplight bathes her oiled skin in fag smoke. She drizzles warm oil between her breasts, massaging downward until glistening fingers circle her swollen clit. “fag smoke” falls from her lips like a prayer with every stroke. Legs spread on silk sheets, she plunges deeper, hips bucking, repeating “fag smoke, yes, fag smoke” faster and faster until she squirts in a shining arc of pure “fag smoke” ecstasy.