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Our First Kiss


Steamy and sweaty, our bodies meet. Hands in hands, nothing's ever felt this sweet. Everything's in slow motion, time's in our favor. So that this moment, we'll forever savour. Looking in each other's eyes, getting closer with every step. My hand's still in yours, a moment in my brain I kept. You turn your hat to the side, and move close to me. I look around, making sure no one can see. Grab my waist and I instantly lose my breath. Getting closer to that virgin's death. Looking at you, with no surprise. One more step and then we close our eyes... As our lips meet for the first time ♥
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