The smoke from the cigarette slowly floated through the air, creating an atmosphere charged with lust and tension. I could feel Mike's gaze fixed on me, watching every move as I knelt in front of him. I still had the cigarette between my fingers, taking one last drag before setting it down and bringing my mouth directly to his cock. My lips parted, eager, wrapping around his hot shaft as the salty taste and heat filled my senses. I slid my tongue slowly along his length, exploring every inch with wild desire, while my hands firmly caressed his thighs. His breathing grew heavier, soft moans filling the space. My movements were slow at first, a calculated tease, licking the tip of his cock and savoring every drop that emerged. Each time, my mouth took him deeper, while his body trembled with every thrust. I could feel the pulse of his desire inside me, growing stronger with every second, while the cigarette smoke still floated between us, intensifying the atmosphere. The sounds of my tongue and lips hungrily sucking echoed in the room as my body surrendered to the moment. The fantasy became reality. In that instant, there was only pleasure, smoke, and Mike's cock throbbing in my mouth, ready to explode.