<div class="floatright">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/d80f/21h8ybmnz6cjeh34g.jpg) (http://www.mediafire.com/view/21h8ybmnz6cjeh3/Kimmie.png/file)</div><br/><br/>After a long...(how long?  Ive lost track of all time!) kissing session we separate a little bit to catch our breaths.  I can remember kissing someone that much, with such passion, in my life.  I think Chloe is in a similar mode?<br/><br/><br/>“Oh baby! Kimmie! Caoimhe! I don't want this to ever end!”<br/><br/>She give me another quick kiss.  I press my self against her.  Ive just discovered how much I love the sensation of breasts pushing against each other....how it make me tingle....I impulsively kiss her again.<br/><br/>“My lips are bruised! I think they're swelling!”<br/><br/><em>"Awww"</em>I whisper....I put one finger over her lips.....<em>"Let me help....."</em><br/><br/>I snuggle over even closer.  Our bodies together from head to our intertwined legs.   I, ever so lightly, brush my lips against hers.....the gentlest of kisses onto her lips....<br/><br/><em>"Does that make them feel better?"</em>I ask with great "concern".<br/><br/>My hands light massage her breasts, our nipple remaining in contact.....<br/><br/><em>"You're so beautiful, Chloe....."</em>I whisper as I caress her....<em>"so beautiful....."</em>