You've bought all of my smoke worship clips thus far, consumed with the idea of being put on your knees and put to use as a human ashtray. This is something you've fantasized about for so long. Watching the smoke cascade out of my pretty lips while my big blue eyes pierce right into you is almost too much to even handle. Ashtrays are silent slaves who blend into the room just like furniture. They eagerly open their mouths when I need to ash my j0int and keep quiet while I enjoy my high. This is what I expect from my personal ashtray...
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