Melvin sucked on the back of my neck, getting deeper inside Naygee. He grabbed me by the hair and snatched my head back, giving me some tongue.
"Are you Freaky Deaky?" Melvin asked me, stealing my line. This turned me off a tad.
When I asked a man was he Freaky Deaky that was my catalyst because I
was Queen bitch!
"Yes, I'm Freaky Deaky."
"ARE YOU FREAKY DEAKY?"
"YES!"
Melvin pulled out and turned me to face him. He took off the condom, and shoved his dick down my
throat.
I gagged, but being the pro that I was I recuperated lovingly. His dick was scratching my tonsils and I loved it.
He took the mask from my face and aligned the hole in the eye of the mask with my pussy.
He put his dick through the eye, and into my warm center and I died. He told me to hold the mask and I did.
Naygee slipped on a condom and got behind Melvin.
"It's my turn."
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ARE YOU FREAKY DEAKY BOOK II
ChickLitCover picture from Pinterest. Model isn't affiliated with story We were the same height. Five feet eleven inches. He took my bejeweled-with-flea-market-gold-hand and kissed it, making my panties wet and my nipples hard. "I'm Melvin. From the Bronx."...
