The second French kiss. At 1 1 in the evening, I went to a hillside in the school. It's dark in the middle of the night, but the top of the mountain is quite bright, so you can see each other's faces clearly. After a while, I leaned against the post and he came to me, close to my face. I turned my face away shyly. He is very experienced. As he gets closer, he kisses his face first, then his nose and then his mouth. At first, he kissed his lips without sticking out his tongue.
After kissing for a minute or two, he stopped to hug me and let me catch my breath. Later, I got bold and began to stick out my tongue ... because I like him, I won't feel sick and uncomfortable, and I won't feel a little guilty because I can't kiss. Boyfriend is an old driver. I don't know how many girlfriends he had, and I don't want to know. Enjoy it now. It was my first love. I occasionally feel unfair when I meet an old driver, but I think he still has to teach me. I thank him for teaching me this.
Then the kiss stopped for more than 40 minutes. I can't remember clearly. I slowly responded to him, biting his lips, touching his stubble and ears, and kissing his cheek. He also said that I kissed his sensitive place.
Unlike the drooling I saw on the Internet, both of them were thirsty and drank water three times in the middle. He drank first, and I want to drink after drinking. He gave me a water bottle to drink. I'm sorry I drank it ... it felt great.
Finally, I said it was getting late, so let's go home. He kissed me again and sent me home.