The sweat pushed off my face in waves, warm and intense like the licks of his tongue. He brushed his lips against mine and my body surged with joy with every move of his fingertips. His lips parted and we air kissed, a warm shower of pure bliss. My heart pounded as he drew a lusty picture onto my face, cloaked in passionate pleasure. He kissed me again and I quivered, melting into him, consumed in absolute sweetness.