I managed to get my hands on her shoulders and pushed as she tried to force her tongue into my mouth. I held her at arms’ length while she tried to pull me closer.
“Come on, Sean. You know you want me. I’ve seen you looking at me over the years. I dressed like this just for you. Rosario always dresses in jeans and t-shirts, like a boy. I’m a real woman. I can make you feel like a real man.” She purred.
“No. Stop, Melissa. I don’t want you. I’ve never wanted you. The only looking I did was to make sure you weren’t coming near to spit your poison at me. Get off!” I ordered.
She pulled one of my hands so it would grip her breast. I was appalled and moved it off. Her hands slipped between us and she started rubbing my crotch.
“I’ll show you how sorry I am, Sean. Let me blow you. I bet
