One Glimpse.

Her Lips.

Cushions were nothing compared to her plump lips.

They were layered by a light tinged of pink lip salve.

Soft.
Kissable.

Were the only appropriate ways to describe her lips without getting the slightest bit flustered.

As her tongue seeped out parting her peach lips.

Carefully wetting the dry areas near the centre of her lips.

As she returns her tongue back into her mouth she uses her teeth to tug her bottom lip biting them seductively.