Her lips were close to mine. Slowly. We looked into each other's eyes and waited for the tongues to come together. It tasted sweet. Her lips were cold, narrow, but juicy. At first we only kissed, more friendly. Lips for lips. It beat beautifully. We repeated a similar kiss several times in a row. The lips sucked in, and immediately separated.
Here we stroked each other's heads. Then we couldn't stand it, and our lips opened slightly to the next kiss. We caught our lips, then touched our tongues. Her touch was like an explosion. They connected. They intertwined. I leaned to one side to get better access to her mouth. She kissed great. Two women whispered through the room.