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The evening air on my back patio is warm and still, a perfect companion to the robust aroma of the cigar I'm slowly savoring. Each draw fills my mouth with its rich, smoky flavor, and as I recline, my thoughts drift entirely to you, to your wonderful cock. I suck on this cigar, lips parted, tongue tracing its dark wrapper, and all I can imagine is having you here, sucking you with this same deep hunger. A shiver runs through me, and I slide the cigar down, letting its smooth, firm body meet the moist entrance of my pussy, coating it with my special flavor, a mix of me and the night. My fingers deftly unhook my black lace bra, letting it fall away as I take the cigar and gently rub it over my nipples, teasing them until they harden into tiny nubs. The denim of my shorts feels too constricting, so I wiggle out of them, then slide my thong down, letting it pool at my ankles. Naked now, under the vast sky, I bring the cigar back to my lips, continuing to suck, thinking only of you. I can feel the increasing dampness between my legs, a soft whisper that grows louder by the second. My pussy is absolutely drenched for you, a pulsing heat that demands attention. I slide the cigar back into my wet pussy, letting it glide in and out, a rhythmic tease. My hand reaches over, finding my favorite vibrator, its smooth tip pressing against my swollen labia as I continue to smoke and fantasize about your thick cock. The hum intensifies, and I grab a second toy, positioning it directly on my clit, determined to make myself cum, utterly consumed by the thought of you.