sexta-feira, 31 de agosto de 2012

THE ART OF SMOKING


How good it feels lighting that cigarette
Dropping that smoke
How is it subtile

Too many people who like
Would anyone see smoking with class
That beautiful woman dropping that smoke
How good it feels, How beautiful is


How is it good to have girlfriends that smoke
That know that smoke release, are pretty sexy
That group of friends who love to talk and light up a cigarette  there
The conversation is better, much better


If we did not liked it, as it would exist without the cigarette?
Imagine when we are with our loves, and after sex
She asks you to light a cigarette and then you also ignites her
What madness! that crazy, wonderful ...




When we are at a bar, sipping that beer
And then we see packs of cigarrrets on the table, and we were speechless
Or when we're talking to a friend and al
We realize that it's nothing, opens the bag, takes out his wallet and asks for his lighter



How wonderful it is to see that person after several years hated cigarette
And see her smoking, not having started complaining and pure and just happy to be between
In this world we know many people


We do a lot of friendship, we have issues in common
This is already an achievement to jump
And also by a simple amiade, is phenomenal



Imagine the scene to see the woman you love blowing smoke through his mouth and beautiful in your bedroom window.

Every breath a drink
Every minute a sigh



We passed the street, seeing those beauties
We also see that beautiful woman famous
We were crazy, wanting to see the photo
We are not crazy, we are fetishists
We are happy, as simple as that



2 comentários:

  1. more beautiful than the way she smokes, is the way she stands, and the way they look inside the shirt.

    if you change these 2 things,,, she means nothing

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  2. Adoreiiii esse conto .Conto de um fetichista ,a descrição do ato de fumar é totalmente diferente ,o cigarro entra não apenas pelo gosto ou opção ,mas tb pelo prazer.A arte de fumar em suas várias facetas.
    Julia

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