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Finally Nathan reached Lisas Face. He thought getting her attention by touching the lips would be the best idea... but also the most dangerous. While he was pressing down her soft and moist lips, he could feel her breath coming out of her nostrils. It felt like holding a hair dryer against your face.

Nathan: (Boy it's hot here. Must be her breath. Her lips feel so soft. I can smell her cherry lipstick. It's a little bit sticky like some kind of moisturizer. I could easily slip here and fall into her mouth. Not a good idea.... 

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