Finally, after what felt like an eternity of tongue wrestling, Alex pulled back.
Schlop.
A loud, wet sound echoed in the quiet bedroom as their mouths separated. But they weren't fully separated yet! Oh no!
As Alex moved his head back, a long, thick, silver thread of saliva connected their lips. It glistened in the sunlight coming from the window. It stretched... and stretched... and stretched like melted cheese on a pizza! It refused to break! It connected them like a bridge of sin.
Marine stared at the saliva bridge with wide, hazy eyes. She was cross-eyed looking at it.
"Oh... oh my..." she panted heavily. "Haa... haa..."
She looked like she had just run a marathon. Her face was flushed deep red. Her eyes were glazed over and unfocused. She looked completely drunk on his kisses!
Finally, the string broke. Snap. It fell onto her chin.
Marine didn't even wipe it off immediately. She just touched her swollen lips with her fingertips.
