"Mmh!" A surprisingly sexy moan escaped her lips as her large breasts were squeezed, and her lips were stolen. Melissa took a step back, but hearing his order, she knew she had to follow it, or risk Tyler's safety even more. She starts by unzipping her skirt, allowing it to slide down her nylon-clad legs. Then she pulls up her sleeveless turtleneck, standing in front of him wearing nothing but her lacy lingerie, and pantyhose.
He whistles. "Damn, even better than I thought." He undresses, revealing his muscular body, and the member between his legs. It's average in length, but very fat. Melissa's feminine instincts realise that his member would split her apart. Agent Sully seems to recognise this, and elects not to fuck her right away. "Get on your knees, and use your mouth."
"T-there." She said in a low tone as her legs quiver.