Miss Melissa - No Skin Contact

I have decided to never let you touch my bare skin again. Clearly, you are not worthy of such a privilege. I strut into the room, wearing thigh high boots and a catsuit. Finding a pair of opera length leather gloves, I pull them on. I recline in front of you and point with my crop at the spots you are allowed to kiss. No more skin to skin contact! Your lips only touch the leather of my gloves and the PVC of my thigh high boots.