“Do you want to f*ck me, like this? I’ll take your c*ck while I smoke...”

Charley leaned back against the counter, cigarette held loosely between two fingers, the filter already faintly marked from her lips. She took a slow, deliberate drag, cheeks hollowing just a l*ttle, then let the smoke roll out in a thick, lazy plume that drifted across the space between her and the viewer. Her eyes stayed on them the whole time, soft and amused, while her other hand rested on the hem of her short skirt and began to ease it higher. The tip of the cigarette glowed each time she drew on it, and she tapped the ash off with a casual flick, never looking away.

She shifted her weight, one knee bending so the skirt rode up and stayed there. Another long pull, the smoke curling from her mouth and nose as she exhaled toward the viewer, the scent of it hanging warm in the air. Her free hand slipped lower, fingers brushing the inside of her thigh before she hooked them under the last bit of fabric and drew it aside. She stayed open like that, legs parted, the cigarette still balanced between her fingers while she watched the viewer’s reaction. Every so often she brought it back to her lips, inhaled deeply, and let the smoke drift out again, the motion unhurried and teasing.

The ash lengthened as she held the cigarette near her mouth, not quite smoking it, just letting it b*rn while her gaze stayed fixed and playful. She exhaled the last of the smoke in a thin stream that p*ssed close enough for the viewer to catch the warmth of it, then tapped more ash away. Her fingers traced higher along her bare thigh, still not quite touching where she was fully exposed, just enough to keep attention there. She tilted her head, the corner of her mouth lifting, and took one more slow drag, the ember brightening as she watched the viewer watch her.

She remained like that, skirt pushed aside, p*ssy bare and unhurried in the low light, one hand still holding the cigarette while the other rested lightly on her thigh. Smoke continued to curl from the tip and from her lips with every easy breath. She never rushed, never looked away, the quiet confidence in the way she smoked and stayed open making it clear she was perfectly content to let the viewer stand there and take her in for as long as she felt like holding the pose.

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