Je ne pouvais pas détacher mes yeux de Lilli alors qu'elle s'abaissait sur la grosse bite de Mr. Big. Chaque centimètre disparaissant en elle faisait palpiter ma propre bite plus fort. Je me suis agenouillé derrière elle sur le lit, la regardant gémir et se frotter sur lui, jaloux et désespéré et plus excité que je ne l'ai jamais été. Mais je ne pouvais pas juste regarder pour toujours... Je me suis déplacé devant elle, et elle a pris ma bite directement dans sa bouche pendant qu'elle continuait à le baiser. Être cocu n'a jamais été aussi bon. Tu souhaites être Mr. Big, n'est-ce pas ?

I never thought I'd be this hard. Lilli's never taken anything like Mr. Big's 10-inch masterpiece before, and I'm right there beside her, my dick in her mouth while she opens her perfect pussy for a real man. He stretches her until she gasps around me, and what does this sissy cuckold do? I light her cigarette. Of course I do. She deserves her smoke while getting properly fucked. This is my place. My purpose. You want to see how good of a cuckold I become when she's finally getting what she needs? Click buy and tell me if you'd hold her cigarette too, or if you'd rather be the one making her smoke while I watch.

Je baisse les yeux sur cette magnifique bite de 10 pouces, l’eau me montant à la bouche avec un désir pur et vicieux. Je porte lentement une Misty 120 à mes lèvres, la première bouffée remplissant mes poumons tandis que je me penche, prête à vénérer chaque centimètre bien épais de ton souffle enfumé. Mais je suis trop coquine pour garder ce plaisir rien que pour moi. J’appelle ma vilaine copine Lilli, je glisse une cigarette entre ses lèvres impatientes. Regarde-nous, bébé, former un duo entièrement dédié à la fumée et à la succion, nos bouches dansant et glissant le long de ta queue, partageant notre fumée et notre luxure directement sur ta peau. Imagine que tu es Monsieur Gros Calibre, sentant la chaleur de nos cigarettes et la dévotion humide de nos langues – tout ça pour toi.

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The softness of my bed holds me as I lie face down, the air already thick with the promise of my ritual. I am your Smoking Goddess, and this is my altar. Before me kneel my two devoted subjects, their rigid attention a silent, beautiful offering. The contrast between them is a visual feast I savor as much as the first, crisp taste of my Virginia Slims 120. My power is in my patience. I let the smoke curl from my lips, a lazy, commanding ghost, as my fingers trace the proof of their devotion. I bring them close, one on each side of my cigarette, the glowing ember a beacon between their worlds. I take a deep, slow drag, feeling the heat fill my lungs, and as I lean in, my exhale washes over them. A sacred, smoky baptism. My tongue is a promise, a slow, deliberate path that makes them ache. I pull them both into my mouth, a glorious, overwhelming sensation of pure submission on my terms. The sight, the feel, the power... it’s inebriating. The finale is my command. One after the other, they offer their ultimate surrender, the taste of their devotion flooding my senses as the final wisps of smoke dance from my nostrils. I hold the moment, a Goddess satisfied, before releasing them with a knowing, blissful smile. I take one last, victorious drag from my Virginia Slims, the ember glowing bright, a testament to my absolute control. This is more than a scene; it is a ceremony. Come, witness my beautiful contrast.

I invite you into my temple of smoke and sensation. Picture this: Mister Big is stretched out beneath me, a canvas of anticipation. My curves, full and divine, are poised over him as I bring a rich, aromatic Cohiba to my lips. The first draw is a deep, soulful ritual, filling my mouth with that bold, earthy flavor. But the true pleasure begins when I lower my mouth, still swirling with silky smoke, onto his breathtaking 26 cm cock. I don’t just take him in; I envelop him in a cloud of my own making. Every slow, worshipful glide of my lips is a dance of heat and smoke, a first-time experience for him that I command completely. He doesn’t reach his peak here, but I guide him to the edge of pure, shivering ecstasy, letting him feel every inch of my smoky devotion. This is more than a moment; it’s a coronation of pleasure, with me as your Smoking Goddess. Are you ready to witness this first taste of divine, smoky worship?