Melody returned the smile as she walked to her kitchen. "You know, I think you're right! Feel free to pick a guitar and play a bit while I warm up the...cocoa if you want."I picked up an acoustic guitar and sat down on her couch and began strumming randomly. After a while, I started picking chords that turned into a progression without really thinking about it."Are you playing ‘With or Without You’?" I heard her ask from the kitchen."You know, I think I am. Sorry, I didn't realize that's what I. I have never experienced such an intimacy earlier. After a few minutes, she came up and put her nipples on my lips. I boob fucked her. It was such a pleasure holding my penis between her boobs. I started licking her boobs and pressing it. She had perfect boobs. Her face became red as she was so horny and out of control.Later, I went down to lick her pussy. She held my head and guided me to her pussy. I was kissing her thighs and now started rubbing her pussy. She was leaking so much. I opened. ” The doorknob began to warm to his touch. “I don’t think it would be wise,” he answered after some more thought. “I can’t control myself in my sleep, in my dreams. It wouldn’t be safe for you, for me.” “But…” “Goodnight, Samantha.” The outside handle to the front door chilled John’s fingers as he pulled it closed behind him. *** John didn’t hear from Samantha for the next week nor did he try contacting her. He didn’t have anything more to say. Samantha already knew everything there was about. I wanted to gather her in my arms and carry her to bed, cuddle and sleep.Rory squeezed her pussy on me. “Feeling better now?” she asked, looking over her shoulder at me, smiling.My cock softened. I pulled out of her. “Much better.” I grinned. “Thanks!”She laughed. “You’re a goof.” Straightening, she turned and moved into me, her arms slipping around my waist. “I’m not sure about quickies.”“You didn’t cum.”“Nope. Maybe, if you’d kissed me first.” She smiled.“Sorry. I couldn’t control myself. You.