Sura’s contentment

As time ticked by, the kiss between Sura and me became increasingly passionate, with her once resistant demeanour giving way to a desire that matched my own. My hand snaked around her delicate waist, pulling her closer to me as my chest pressed against still-growing yet developed plump breasts. Our tongues intertwined in a passionate dance, with each exchange of saliva fueling the intensity of our embrace. Just as I slowed down to nibble on her soft lips, our kiss ended abruptly, leaving a bridge of saliva connecting us both, and Sura stared at me with a look of disbelief and shock, her chest heaving with hurried breaths.

"You.... kissed me" Sura uttered.