The Phone Sex Bar

Pleasure For Shaggy for Sure

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Well, I guess tonight Fred was on his own. You see Velma and I had

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planned on a night of drinks and tease. But, once I told her about Shaggy’s little adventure in the back of the van she couldn’t wait to sink her teeth into him as well… so adios Fred, it’s off to make a bad boy out of our friend Shaggy.

The door swings open, Shaggy’s mouth drops open.

Velma, Daphne? (Daphne played by me) His face turns beet red. Both of us dressed to kill! Short skirts, thigh high boots and skin-tight knit tops. Ruby red lips, we knew exactly what we came for! Poor, poor boy. He never stood a chance!

Velma told him that she heard he had a mystery to solve. We looked so sincere in wanting to help him. Little did he know the only thing on our mind was turning this snack eating good boy into our newest conquest/boytoy slave.

Velma and I sat on the couch on either side of him.  We began to trace the outside of his zipper.  First her then me.  I toyed with his belt buckle, she tugged one- side, me the other.   Together we slid his pants down and exposed his rigid cock.  Much to his surprise, neither of us touched him.

  No,  neither of us touched him at all.

As a matter of fact, no matter how much he thrust his hips toward our soft hands did we touch him at all.  We ignored him as our soft hands roamed over one another.  We started with soft kisses over each other’s lips and then moved over to one or the other’s top to remove it.  With our breasts exposed Shaggy stopped what he was doing to stare with confused excitement.   You see, Shaggy’s lived a sheltered life.  Boy oh boy,  he has so much to learn.

The Sassy One-
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