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In the dimly lit room, the scent of smoke and sex intertwine as she lays back, her vibrator buzzing between her thighs. She takes another drag, her eyes closed, imagining the vibe as a lover's tongue, flicking, circling, pushing her closer to the edge. Her hips buck, her breath hitches, and she drops her cigarette, uncaring, as waves of pleasure crash over her. She's a vision of solo sin, her body glistening, her smoldering eyes reflecting the glow of her spent cigarette, her orgasm leaving her spent and satisfied.