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Tonight's the night she's been waiting for. She lights a cigarette, the smoke curling around her like a lover's caress. Her tits, a generous handful, are her weapons of choice. She teases her nipples, pinching and pulling, as her other hand works her clit. She's a picture of decadence, a symphony of sin. Her body responds, her squirt a testament to her pleasure, a baptism by her own fluids.