Do nothing

Before you can make up your mind, Irma pulls your face right into hers.

Her red-smeared lips close in on yours, only for her to miss in her enthusiasm, landing a sloppy kiss on the tip of your nose.

"Hold sthill!" Irma grabs your head with both her hands and tries again, pulling you against her puckered lips so hard that you think your lips might end up bruised.

Once she has her lips locked onto yours, Irma begins inflicting you with the sloppiest, messiest, most enthusiastic kiss you've ever experienced, her lips working as she sucks at your mouth with a frightening intensity.

The nerdy girl lacks all of Miss Heath's 'attributes', but you were already sporting an erection when you entered the room, and having a girl, even such a nerdy one, kissing you is a surefire way to stop you from losing it.

"Howth that?" Irma grins at your lipstick-coated face and rather stunned expression, then attacks your mouth again without even giving you time to answer.

Her excited and somewhat nasal moans grow louder, making you even a little worried if the people in the waiting area will pick up on it.

Irma slowly grows more aggressive with her tongue, as if she's attempting to shove it into you. You give ground reluctantly, but soon, she's managed to work her way into your mouth.

You're more shocked than anything, having Miss Heath deep kiss you is one thing, but you wouldn't have expected it from the small nerdy girl in front of you.

You're alarmed as you feel Irma jump onto you mid-kiss, throwing her legs around yours and pressing her body up against yours.

The unexpected weight throws you off balance, and with Irma clinging to you so tightly, you can't step backwards quickly enough to keep your feet underneath you.

You collapse backwards in a slow fall, Irma landing on top of you and driving the breath out of you.

"Oopth." A strand of saliva dangles from Irma's mouth as she briefly breaks the kiss to speak. "Thith sure ith getting shteamy, huh."

Her eyes are excited and clearly aroused as she stares down at your face.

You're still trying to get your breath back from the landing, and you only let a soft gasp.

Irma begins kissing you again, this time showering them all across your face and neck and undoubtedly leaving you with lipstick marks all over judging by the smearing all around her lips.

Her body is still resting on yours, but she doesn't seem to notice the dick in your pants poking her from below as she wiggles herself into a better position.

Just as you're getting back the air to do more than wheeze, Irma plants her mouth on yours, wrestling your tongue with her own and undulating her body against you.

You're sure whatever time limit your money bought you has long since passed by now, but Irma doesn't seem to have any intentions of halting any time soon...