I refuse to have sex with Melina.
I suggest everyone follow my example in this. Even those repulsed by degeneracy might find themselves in the situation of having sex with Melina--I'm a guy, with a dick, she's trying to blow me, why not, they might tell themselves. Thing is, it's far worse than you think. It's not merely degenerate, it's borderline satanic, and you're falling prey to the cuckold, who has carefully ensnared you in his cuck's nest. You think you're owning destiny by having sex with Melina? You think you're simply having a romp in the sack with a filthy slut? No, you are being puppeteered by the cuckold's desires.
All the cuckold wants is for you to sleep with his wife.
And you will sleep with his wife.
The bull is the slave to the cuckold.
The cucking wife is the slave to the cuckold.
Every DNA-tribute you deposit into the monkeypox'd clunge of Melina is a tribute to destiny, who now rules over you, over your body. Whether or not he is present at the time, he gets the videos. He sits in his dark cuck-cave, 10 glowing screens of various puppets pumping his wife, rubbing his hands together like the happiest of merchants.
This is a stain you cannot erase, except perhaps by exorcism.
Steer clear of cuckolds.