Morning, stranger 🩷🖤

Lipstick on the rim. Smoke spelling your name. I lit it just to feel something burn. My coat hides everything… but underneath? Latex still clings to my skin. Sticky. Warm. Not all of it’s mine. 😏

Every step reminds me of last night. Of you. Of how deep you were in me. Want to finish what you started… or just watch me light another cigarette while it dries on my thighs? 💋

XOXO, Aino 🩷🖤