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I pull you out Smoothing your creases Lying you flat so I can Fill you with A sweet mixture of guilt And poison There's artistry in my fingers As I roll you expertly From years of practice Along your length Into the shape I desire I lick your edges Firmly sealing you with a feather like touch I place you lovingly between My lips Flicking the flame That will bring you to life I draw you deep into my mouth Relishing the burn as you travel down My throat Into my lungs Where with each puff You       ****       me Slowly (C) Pixievic 2016
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Feb 21, 2016
Feb 21, 2016 at 2:23 PM UTC
Guilty Pleasure
I pull you out Smoothing your creases Lying you flat so I can Fill you with A sweet mixture of guilt And poison There's artistry in my fingers As I roll you expertly From years of practice Along your length Into the shape I desire I lick your edges Firmly sealing you with a feather like touch I place you lovingly between My lips Flicking the flame That will bring you to life I draw you deep into my mouth Relishing the burn as you travel down My throat Into my lungs Where with each puff You       ****       me Slowly (C) Pixievic 2016
I 'roll my own' - cigarettes! I know it's bad for me, like so many other pleasures in life
#smoking#pleasure#wordporn
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Feb 21, 2016
Feb 21, 2016 at 2:23 PM UTC
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