She smelled used with smoke and whiskey on her breath. It reminded me of my careless youth when the
pursuit of cunt was my nightly quest and often reward. I loved her for that, even if I just met
her. She stood there, radiant and naked,
taking long drags from her Marlboro. I stared longingly at her and into my
past. She must have realized my want because
with a smile she was again in my arms kissing me with dry lips and a drunk
mouth. I closed my eyes as she slid me
into her and remembered yesterday.
Photo Title: Smoking, Thinking
Artist/Photgrapher/Model/Original Poster: dasuberdog
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