Apparently she liked this a lot, and moaned louder. I was afraid that someone might hear us from outside, but at that time, such thoughts quickly fled...my mind.I could feel her shivering slightly, and I’m pretty sure it’s not from the air-conditioning. This caused her hips to move, grinding her butt against my erection. *BEEEEEEEEEEP DOOOOOD DOOOOOD BEEEEEEEEEEEEP*KNNBCCB F**KING HELL! What the CB ass! My phone rang! Melissa stopped what she was doing and sat up straight, looking at me straight. I have touched many women boobs but these are something different because they are not soft like others, they are really hard and hard knockers. I used to bang my head with those boobs whenever we were nude.She really made me slog to reach her. I mean when I was roaming around her proposing her and all that stuff she made it very tuff. So that made me pressure her at first she looked like a quite girl who don’t know anything.I literally roamed around proposing her whenever and I could whenever. "We can in a few minutes," I said. "But let's go to the room for a bit first."While walking toward our room I told her again there wasn't anything to be jealous of, that I loved her more than anything and had since the day we'd met. She admitted she did sometimes get jealous because she'd had so few sexual experiences before me while I'd had my share. She said she didn't always know what I was thinking, and wanted me to be thinking only of her, because she was thinking only of me.We got to our. ''Me too. Gotta go.'And she got up, put the paper down on the table, gave me a peck on the cheek and left.OK, so I'm a romantic. Except that's not it, well not all of it. I CAN be as romantic as the next guy, probably more than most. But what I really crave is that sense of oneness that we felt that night, and to a lesser extent, a few other times. But what I finally figured out was that the closeness that I craved was suffocating to her. While I drew tremendous peace and reassurance from that.