Scooby Doo Porn Story: Inside the Mystery Machine Ch. 01
“Oh god Shaggy, don’t stop… that feels so good,” moaned Daphne. She was stretched out on the middle seat of the Mystery Machine with her feet in Shaggy’s lap. His hands kneaded the soles of her feet, melting away the tension of the long day.
“Like, don’t worry Daph… I won’t.”
Fred, as always, was driving the van, and Velma was riding shot gun. They’d just unmasked a security guard who had been causing late night disturbances at a movie studio in hopes of shutting down production. Scooby snoozed in the backseat, his stomach full of Scooby Snacks.
“Mmm, you have magic fingers Shaggy,” Daphne fawned as he worked his way past her ankles to massage her sore calves. The higher he moved, the more she moaned until he was circling around the creamy flesh of her thighs. She sighed dreamily and shifted in the set, her skirt riding up and her legs falling open to reveal black lacy panties.
