"You kiss so nice""I like how you kiss"
"I just love kissing you"
"Ang sarap mo humalik"
"Grabe"
I know right! Ahahaha (there I go again, another I’m-so-full-of-myself moment). What can I do? I was born a kisser! And besides, it’s not like I twisted their arms just to say it. These words were just blurted out after (or even during) a lip-lock session with those fortunate enough receiver of my inherent talent. PAK!
I just love kissing...you know what I’m saying? It’s far more sexual for me than what comes after (or before, whichever order it turns up). Maybe because it’s something you don’t normally give to anyone. I don’t know but I for one can give a total stranger what they desire but lips are off limits. It’s a requisite that I will share it only with somebody you feel something towards (or unless they pay me, LOL). Maybe it’s that sense of passion that breeds on familiarity with a person that makes you want to seal every given moment with it. Its magic…getting two people so close together that when you're in it, you seem to can’t see anything wrong with each other. For me, it’s in that precise moment that I can gauge whether I can hit it with the person or not.
Ahhh, don’t you just love it?
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