We brought our two lips closer to each other's, opening them wide for French kiss now.
The nipples were maintaining the same close distance in between the two of them with our busts held high up and wide open in space.
Our hips were protruded back, away from each other with our solar plexuses almost touching making it a point to maintain at least a millimeter between the two.
Our tongues were out dancing around each other.
Our hands were going mad to hold the other in their grips.
But our minds were holding them back after taking them forward to the edge, after which they would have fallen into the abyss had they moved even a tiny bit further.
It was like playing a match with our own self, the two selves being equally formidable as well as invincible in their own individual regards.
What a tremendous game was it, to play the game of life facing its utmost challenge against its own self!
Our breaths were touching each other but our skins were JUST NOT!
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