A story of Freen Sarocha Chankimha 🐰 and Rebecca Patricia Armstrong 🍼💪(or sometimes Armweak too🧋). 🦋 "Baby I love you." I caressed her waist slowly, waited for her to take in what I just said. I want her feel my sincerity. That whatever I just said that's the truest words I would ever speak. "So now, I want you to apply it." She smiled a little. Finally. "But it's your birthday gift." But she did as I said. And I took her hand away from her lips pulling her slowly closer, whisper to her, "Trust me babe, I asked it for myself." And attached our lips again. This time kissing her passionately. All the pain or any doubts she has in her mind, I want all of them to melt down. And show her, with our love, every bad situations will turn out to be good. I could feel the taste of her lip balm and our tears getting mixed. I wanted to show how much I love her through this kiss. I pressed my lips more. 🦋
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