The sun was setting, and the room was filled with a soft, orange

The room was dark and the air was thick with anticipation. She

I want to feel your breath on my skin.

I like to feel a hard boner between my buns

In order to train new slaves to be quiet and not beg when being

I want to feel you in every breath.

I want to feel you in every breath.

I want to feel an older man’s beard and warm breath up against

Each breath you manage to steal is a privilege, one I can revoke

Breathe my smoke and feel my breath of cigarette and passion

I can already feel your breath between

I leaned him and kissed him to feel his short breath begging