Smoke my cigar

I stormed out after catching him balls-deep in someone else. Needed a smoke, had nothing to light it with. First guy on the street clocked me and grinned. “Baby, those things will kill you. You chain-smoke or what? Come on, I’ll give you a light inside.” I followed. The door shut, and all I could think about was how good it would feel to make my boyfriend pay. He lit the cigarette, watched my lips close around it, and I opened my mouth for something thicker. Blonde hair falling over my face as I dropped to my knees, taking that thick black cock between my lips, sucking until my eyes watered and spit ran down my chin. He didn’t hold back, fucking my throat until he pulled out and painted my cheeks, my tongue, my lashes white.