Tell me what you were thinking when you kissed your partner for the first time?

This was the first time for both of us. We dated for a month before holding hands, and more than 350 days before we kissed. That day on a bench in the park, he dragged my face with one hand and held me tightly with the other. Me, then it was a kiss, or a direct tongue kiss. I don’t know where he learned it. I didn’t know anything, so I could only be kissed by him. I enjoyed it very much and felt very comfortable. The sun was shining on us, and passers-by passed by without stopping. We hugged and kissed like this for a while, and then he stopped and asked me to lie on his shoulder and asked me if I was hungry. I said no, and then he kissed me again. He didn't think about anything at the time, he just felt very comfortable. I enjoyed it but didn’t want to stop. I felt like he didn’t want to stop either. Finally it was time and it was time to leave, so he stopped. I looked at my watch and kissed for more than half an hour... I said two sentences in the middle. I felt like time flew by so fast, and I felt like I hadn’t kissed enough. Then he took me to dinner. I put on my glasses and stood up. My legs felt weak. He held my hand and took me to dinner. After the meal, I had a cup of milk tea. , he kissed me again, and it was sticky. I joked at the time: "It's sticky, so why haven't you kissed me enough?" Then he looked at me and smiled and said, "I haven't kissed you enough," and then I stopped talking. I was blushing. I didn’t dare to say that I didn’t kiss her enough. Now that I think about it, my heart beats faster