Ashes to Ashes, Flesh to Flesh

In the dimly lit room, the scent of tobacco hangs heavy. A man, Cesarsevero, lights up, his eyes wandering to the woman across from him. She watches, intrigued, as he takes a long drag, his hand drifting down to his crotch. He begins to stroke, slowly, the smoke from his cigarette mingling with his labored breaths. She can't help but feel a thrill, her own hand migrating between her legs, rubbing gently through her jeans.

• punheta
• tabaco

• Unknown