
Chained by Smoke
The power I wield over you has rooted deep inside of your soul. The chains you wear aren't made of cold metal - they are made of smoke. The same warm smoke that trickles from between my red lips - it has ensnared you more completely than shackles. This is what you need, what you crave - the sight of a cigarette held between painted nails, my green eyes sparking with mischief - all of it weaves together to mesmerize your senses and leave you aching for more. - mp4 format
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