I like the dance of making out, the unpredictability and shifting rhythm of two eager mouths. Playful, charming, and slow, gentle lips and cautious tongue; then aggressive, intense, lustful. Focused. Hungry. An open mouth turns a kiss from a show of affection to a declaration of desire. Even a hesitant introduction of tongue creates a spark, wakes up a clit, calls nipples to stand at attention. I like softly moaning into another mouth: little breaths of satisfaction, impatience. I like...