It was like making out with the bell slopes of rose petals. Everything was soft and round but the stem of her teeth. I barely had time to appreciate their geometry before I was carried away by the next revelation. There was no time to register anything let alone work an agenda. It was thrilling to lose control like that. And to discover in those short 5 seconds that our lips and tongues danced as well as our bodies.

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