Jinkies! Velma lost her control again My innocent act doesn't last long once I get on my knees. I look up at you with those big brown eyes behind the frames while I slowly take you in my mouth. Things get messy fast. I go deep, gagging and drooling all over myself, making it nice and sloppy just how you like it. My glasses start fogging up and slipping down my nose as I work harder, spit dripping onto my orange sweater. I take it all the way down my throat, holding eye contact while tears stream down my cheeks. The sounds get wetter and nastier as I lose control, using my hands and mouth together until you're ready to explode. Will you give Velma her reward for solving the case?
