Vicky and Indica have beckoned you, their human ashtray. You're meant to sit there, on your knees, with your mouth open. Breathing in their second hand smoke and eating their salty ashes. They berate you and demand that after each ash, you have to swallow and have a clean mouth before they'll do it again. When they finally finish, they allow you to swallow their cigarette butts. They laugh as it sizzles on your tongue, you swallow, and then they send you to the corner where you belong. *******PLEASE CONTACT ME DIRECTLY IF YOU WOULD LIKE YOUR OWN CLIP TAILORED TO YOUR DESIRES******