Melissa smiles seductively at your request, and approaches you with a swing to her step, stropping only when her large, heavy tits are actually touching you. A tiny shiver runs through you - you can't take your eyes off her enormous, round, firm breasts.
She puts a hand under your chin ands tilts your head up sightly - with her five-inch stiletto heels, Melissa is notceably taller than you. Her green eyes seem to blaze fiecely into you. "We play this by my rules," she says in a tone that leaves no room for argument. "If you do what I say, I'll make you so hot you'll wonder when you'll ever come down. I'm going to make you come again and again and beg me for more. Let me give you a small taste of what's in store for you!"
Without warning, Melissa clenches her fingers into your hair and pulls your face up to hers, her tongue thrusting hard into your mouth. Shocked by the sudden fierceness of her kiss, you try for a moment to pull away, but she is stronger than you, and pulls you closer instead. A surge of lust runs through you, and you start to return her embrace. Even as you do, however, Melissa pulls away.
"My rules," she reminds you. "You don't kiss me, I kiss you. You touch me when I say you can. You're not anymore, you're my slut, to do with as I please." She walks around behind you and takes a firm hold of your bottom with one hand. The other cups your breast and gives it a little squeeze. "You're all mine now, bitch," she whispers in your ear.
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