<p>She stands before me in her short skirt that barely covers her rather large ass, her pouty peach lips plumped and glossed over. She wears a tight striped shirt that mirrors her dark personality. Her eyes are done in black eyeliner and shadow, she mimics a streetwalker, an appearance straight men cannot resist to see at least once on their whore. I can't say she doesn't look nubile. She looks mature as she stands there, lifting her shirt slowly. I stroke my cock watching her, tempted to beat it against her lovely face. <br/> "Melody, Melody, Melody," I say impatiently. "Strip faster for me." <br/> Her body is a sacred epitome of grace. I beat off faster as she turns around and pulls her skirt down to her ankles, stepping out of it, her prowess in a feline-like demeanour – an indication of her anxiety – as she speaks through her body language. My dick stiffens.<br/> "Bend over and spread your ass cheeks, love." <br/> Melody obliges, staring straight at into my eyes as mine trail down from her head to her pink asshole. She is such a gem with her long legs and slim angelic figure. <br/> I squeeze the tip of my cock and moan.<br/> She removes her top, exposing her braless chest and cups her C cup breasts for me. Her nipples are hard in her hand as she strokes them with her finger tips, allowing pacifying moans to escape from her mouth. I invite her onto the bed where I lay awaiting to worship her body. Melody comes to me, positioning herself on her back. I turn her over and spank her ass, hard, causing her to moan loud in spite of her pain. <br/> I make haste providing a slow burn by spreading her pussy lips open, stretching them as wide as possible. She groans in pain of the skin stretching and burning. I kiss her inner thighs with her cunt stretched out, running my tongue up her long limbs. Out comes her clit I spit on her asshole, slowly allowing my wet saliva to drip from my mouth, onto her anus, down her taint and disappearing into the slightly gaped hole of her vaginal opening. When attempts to move, I pin her down. <br/> She climaxes a little from this, a tiny bit of cum producing from her. I lick her slowly. From top to bottom before she begs me to begin going down on her. I eat her out for twenty minutes, listening to her loud moans that indicates she craves this daily. <br/> When it is time to get to actual work, I lick my fingertip and trace my wet nail around her anus. It runs over each delicate wrinkle before I insert it gently and begin fucking it at a slow pace. I suck her clit gently as I work her tight asshole, loosening it the best I can in respect to her comfort zone. I manage to get three fingers in. She moans in pain. <br/> I put the fingers of my free hand in her mouth. All four. She sucks, gags and licks them obediently, moaning as I push them deeper down her throat. <br/> "Are you ready?" I ask, slapping her in the face lightly. My thumb hooks the corner of her mouth and I tug on it, creating bondage. <br/> "Yes." She answers. <br/> I have her spread her ass open as I enter her, forcing my cock in at the tip and slowly pushing into her tight hole. She groans. <br/> "Oh, god." She remarks at the pain. "I can't fucking take it." <br/> I continue fucking her, slowly getting her used to my cock in her other hole. I spank her, grab her cheek and shake it. Eventually I hear her painful groans become pleasurable moans over the next seven minutes.<br/> In time, she is purring as I fuck her. She begs me to go deeper. Faster. Harder. When I come in her, she has had enough, saying she is sore.<br/> I kiss her on the forehead repeatedly as I finger her pussy to finish her off. She throws her head back, coming hard on my fingers as I push them in knuckle deep and twist. I twist more and she screams. Our eyes meet. <br/> To my dismay, three words I don't ever want to hear from her slip out of her mouth. <br/>"I love you." She professes, her voice full of a fervent passion that causes my stomach to churn in pure disgust.<br/> </p>