“Well, this is it,” Melissa announced as she ushered Allyson into her apartment. “It’s not big, but it’s all mine,” she added with a smile.
“It’s awesome,” Allyson declared as she looked around at the fashionable, bare brick walls, the art deco that adorned every wall and the distressed leather furniture that must no doubt have cost an absolute fortune.
“I have a sugar daddy who looks after me,” Melissa explained. “He bought me this place, and these.” She clasped her hands over her overflowing breasts, pushing them together and jiggling them to create an impossibly deep, trembling cleavage that had Allyson mesmerised.
“Lucky you,” Allyson said as she stared at the vast plasma screen TV that was mounted on the wall above the stone fireplace.
“Lucky him, you mean,” Melissa said with a la
