Smoke Whispers: Beneath the StormAs the rain pours outside, ..
Added 2025-06-30 12:00:58 +0000 UTCSmoke Whispers: Beneath the Storm
As the rain pours outside, my voice is soft thunder—low, sultry, commanding. Smoke curls around my lips like a secret meant only for you, each exhale a whisper that cuts through the storm. This is a moment suspended in time intimate, breathless, and lingering.
