No but there's something about him being deep inside you while he's smoking, the cigarette dangling from his lips. The smell is overwhelming, it's all around you, it's in his kisses (when he deigns to remove it for a second to humor your desperate pleas for his lips on yours). The ashes coat your chest, and hes cooing at you, "Is it too much, pretty girl?" Because the ashes are hot as they fall and they burn, but he doesn't care, he's too busy rutting himself inside you lazily, smoking. He's relaxing after all. And you're there for his pleasure.















