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First kisses are always intriguing in their taste, texture and sweet softness, the placement and firmness of the lips and their responsiveness to one another. His lips met hers somewhat unsure of what to expect. Her lips full and sweet with a relaxed openness were inviting throughout the day when he had stolen little kisses but this kiss now, was different. An opportunity for a longer more inviting kiss had led way and he took advantage of it.

Gentle and quick at first, their kisses slowed down and became more passionate and explorative, tender and comforting. He stopped suddenly to touch her face, placing his hands softly to cradle her cheeks and gaze into her now dewy eyes. He caressed her cheeks with his thumbs and smiled at her, she smiled back finding great solace looking back into his engaging brown eyes. She bent her head down in unexpected shyness and closed her eyes to enjoy the warmth of his hands and the delicate softness of his lips dusting her eyelids barely, each with a kiss. She let out a near silent gasp with half opened eyes pulled away from his hands to kiss his giving lips in thanks and devotion.

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