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I hold you in my arms looking down at you. My left arm around your back, my right hand on your cheek.



Your right arm is on my shoulder and left hand is on my waist.



I bend forward to kiss you and you tilt your head back to accept it.



Both out noses bang into each other and we laugh as we decide which way to lean our heads.



We find each other’s lips, your soft warm lips press against mine slightly opening.



Mine also open slightly and the tip of my tongue feels your warmth too.



Our mouths part a little so that our tongues can touch and explore..



Then the passion rises and our tongues begin to dance together, fast but with passion, urgently wanting to explore deeper and in more intimate places.



Our hands begin to move. Caressing each other. Gently at first then the need to touch each other more intimately rises.



We need to make as much contact as possible. This need is overpowering.  We hold each other tight, squeezing each other trying to draw the other inside of our own bodies, to become one.



Our hands begin to move over each other, wanting to touch as much as possible.



Touching each other’s bodies, running our fingers through each other’s hair, Up and down each other’s thighs and behinds.



Our hands move around to the front of us, so as we try to touch flesh. We slide our hands inside each other’s coats.



We are making love with our bodies with out making penetration. We are making love with our hands. We are making love with our mouths. We are making love with our minds.



We are one



The Passion is still rising, as the movements become more aggressive.



Both of us want more, we both crave each other so much we are like animals.  We feel seams ripping and buttons popping. Clothe being stretched to its limits.



We don’t want to be encumbered with clothing we want to be free. To feel body against body, flesh against flesh, womanhood against manhood.



But then we realise where we are.



Slowly, sheepishly, gently release each other and adjusting our clothing and our hair. We then quietly walk hand in hand from the Airport Arrival lounge to the car park where your car is waiting.