*Gender neutral language<br><br> Kneeling at my feet, mouth open and ready to take my ash, spit, and smoke as I enjoy a cigarette. We quietly sit together, as I admire my lovely ashtray, eager to receive. I spit on your tongue several times, ensuring you won't feel any pain of the embers. I tell you I'm proud of you, and caress your face as your tongue becomes filthy. It's such an honor to be this close to me, in such an intimate and sensual way.