“I thought we could talk.”“About what?”“About the MCAT. About your life. About my life, maybe.”Her brow furrowed.I shrugged. “Every time...we talk, it’s always about sex.”“I like sex. Especially with you.” She wriggled seductively.“I’m serious, Kendall,” I said.She blinked, and her expression changed.“All we ever do is have sex, or talk about it,” I said, “and I miss just talking about ... stuff.”She immediately became genuine and affectionate. “I’m sorry,” she said. “I thought you were in the. "And what if I don't stop?" I said cheekily."Hmm I guess I'll just have to bask in your compliments, haha. I just hope they're not addictive." I'm sure you're used to getting plenty of compliments." Well, not as many as you'd think really," her smile turned sour "but it's fine I'm not one of those girls who needs constant attention."Over the next few weeks we kept meeting up to work on the project, and every time she became more and more amazing to me. Her sweet smile, her intelligence, her. Melody's hand reached forward, as if of its own volition, and encircled Jake's cock. It was her turn to smile as she heard Jake's sharp intake of breath. "Is this right?" she asked, shyly."More than right," replied Jake as he lay back, allowing Melody to explore her new toy. She permitted her hand to slide up and down his length, feeling the skin slide under her fingers. A few tentative brushes were made across the swelling head of Jakes cock as Melody's explorations became more. Let's see if can't addle his mind with my hot looks."Hmm babe, thanks for the coffee. Like always it's just perfect."I sat down across from him and in the process managed to accidently pop out one of my nips from under the bra. I saw him look – positive that by now his cock was doing another stress test on the CB – and ignored both him and the nipple while concentrating on my coffee."So baby, is this a 'safe word' kind of talk?" No, not jet. It kind of depends where it goes. Right now I'm.