
And for a little while, the time has stopped for the two of us indeed. I didn't move a single muscle, feeling Bridget's soft lips touching mine. Feeling her breasts move up and down under my hands with her breath. Bridget stood just as still, lost in our first kiss, just like me. Or was she?
***Sorry for the long pause guys. I got stuck with the writing part because there was so much work in my real life. Now I've managed to finish the whole story, so I'll try to keep the posts regular***