Freddy Krueger se folla a una attractive Ghostface puesta en cuatro y penetrada profundamente – ESPECIAL DE HALLOWEEN – Dulce o metida de verga

Title: “A Phantom Fuck: Freddy and Ghostface’s Halloween Hookup”

Lights flicker and shadows dance because the digital camera pans over a dimly lit bed room. A king-sized mattress with blood-red satin sheets dominates the room, an ominous presence warming up eagerly for the principle occasion. Crumpled Halloween costumes litter the ground – Freddy Krueger’s striped shirt, Ghostface’s white masks, and a exceedsingly massive dildo. The air is thick with anticipation and the faint scent of ardour.

Enter Freddy Krueger, the infamous dream killer, sauntering into the room with a cocky swagger. His iconic rusty razor glove gleams, contrasting sharply in opposition to the vivid pink of his sweater. Freddy grins wickedly, his eyes hungry with lust. “Someone’s been pretty naughty, violating dreams and producing spank bank material for mortals across dimensions,” he purrs, flexing his fingers gloved in metal and sinew.

Ghostface slinks into the room, their eerie white masks concealing their identification however doing little to cover their provocative curves. The slasher villain tosses their lengthy darkish hair and vegetation a hand on their hip, the pale latex snaking up their legs and highlighting each dip and curve. “Don’t act like you don’t enjoy being the star of every scared straight boy’s salacious fantasies,” the mysterious killer retorts, voice dripping with intercourse.

Freddy licks his lips, consuming within the sight of his masked challenger. “Well, well, well…if it isn’t Little Miss Scream Queen herself,” he growls approvingly. “Ghostface, is it? Let’s see how scary you really are… on your knees, baby.”

Ghostface giggles sinisterly earlier than dropping dramatically to the ground, eyes glimmering with mischief behind their white masks. “Serve me Freddy, and I’ll serve you right back,” they promise, taking Freddy’s towering bulge into their gloved arms.

Freddy groans as Ghostface toys together with his package deal, teasing the engorged flesh by way of the material of his striped boxers. “Flashy but still full of tricks,” he quips, voice tight with want. “I’m gonna make you scream… for real this time.”

Ghostface pounces, ripping away Freddy’s underwear to disclose is huge cock, positively aching with barely restrained want. The masked phallus show a present of muffled appreciation, silky execution. Their deft fingers work him like a stage magician, conjuring groans because the gloved digits discover his shaft and sac. Ghostface’s tongue geese out, lapping wetly on the throbbing head.

“That’s it, show me your technique,” Freddy grunts, tangled fingers in silky raven locks. “Your name’s gonna be screaming the moment your throat’s full of dick.”

Ghostface takes him deep, lips stretched round stiff meat, masks and prime in a sinister Russian nested doll. They swallow down his appreciable girth till their dainty nostril nuzzles Freddy’s cosy pubic hair. Freddy bucks and grunts, skeptical eyes widening at that deepthroat show. “Fuck, you’re good…did demon sluts teach you that trick?”

Ghostface pulls off with a moist pop, strings of drool connecting cock to chin. “I’ve seen the real Killer of the Damned in action,” Ghostface ventures, smacking their lips. The moist suction spins scrumptious circles round his thoughts and continues, muffling their giggles.

“Oh, you’ve been watching the glory hole work, have you?” Freddy sneers, giving his squeezing balls some air. “Well, ____Ghostface, I’m gonna give you a personal screening…”

Ghostface shivers, their onerous nipples poking by way of their white plague physician prime. They toss their hair dramatically, arching their again so it brushes Freddy’s thighs. “Mmmm…I want you so bad, Freddy.” The breathless whisper sends nice chills down his backbone.

“Come here, you latex prayers,” he calls for as he drags her up into a grimy kiss, their tongues dueling for dominance. Ghostface’s gloved fingers claw down his again as Freddy presses her in opposition to the wall, his raging erection grinding into her core. She whimpers and mewls, the sounds echoing in her masks.

Breaking the kiss, Freddy instructions, “Get that ass up, in doggystyle. I want to ruin you from behind.”

Ghostface complies eagerly, bending over the mattress along with her ass perked jauntily within the air, tattooed and creamy, clutching the sheets with tremorning fingers. “Ravage me, dream daddy,” she sighs, “Teach me all the lessons of your murderous cock.”

Freddy rumbles bastardly as he strains himself up along with her entrance, “This is gonna be the scariest Halloween for your pussy.”

The firstzilla thrust has Ghostface scream into the sheets, the rod-like chunk splitting her spactacular ass in two. “Oh FUCK, you’re so BIG!” She wails, tiny fingers clenching the mattress bunches. “It’s like being violently bagget by a Soggy Bottom Wedding Caterer!”

Freddy ignores mud directing thrusts into Ghostface’s dripping snatch, “I’m giving you 2-week free trial to demo!” every groin-blasting hit rocking her latex physique. “This is the true definition of a gash parade!”

The lewd wetness of her cunt spanks round Freddy’s haunches, his scratchy sweater driving intimately out and in of her quivering slipperiness. It feels so moist, spotless, slippery, shut, the invention ending Freddy’s thoughts, his lurch.’

“Ngh yes, ravage me, rape me, ruin me!!” Ghostface moans, quivering like a beautiful peach in his arms, “Your cock ____is a massacre masterpiece!”

“And your pussy’s a dream come true,” Freddy grunts, “Wet like cotton candy, tight like my restraints!”

His smirk turns into an oh so nice work of devilishly as Ghostface screams his deliciously, masks flooded with orgasmic affliction. She quivers and shakes, clenching his cock like sanitation’s most dread energy.

Freddy snatches her masks and tosses it apart. Ghostface reveals herself, face flushed and cute, with bottomless, fuck-drunk eyes. “Shit!” she shrieks, “Don’t pull up outta my punishment phase, it’s your turn to shatter!”

Dismounting, she bends over earlier than him, his glistening cock straight forward of her doe-like eyes. Ghostface takes him in her mouth as Freddy grabs her hair, pumping into her at a livid tempo.

“Take it, you latex prayers!” He barks, “Fuck, I’m gonna fucking cum!”

“Give it to me Freddy,” she begs between slurps and slobbers, “Paint my slutty face with it, daddy!”

With a booming roar, Freddy pulls his cock out and unloads. Ropes of scorching, sticky jizz splatter throughout Ghostface’s cheeks, splashing onto her heaving tits like startled crows.

Ghostface gasps and moans, scooping Freddy’s depravity off her pores and skin and smearing it throughout her lips. With a shared groan, they collapse right into a tangled heap of sweaty, happy limbs atop the messy mattress.

Starfire crimson lights flicker and motes of mud dance within the air – a visible hiccup within the timeline. Freddy and Ghostface watch because the otherworldly flare fades, time obligations themselves within the relative second, toes wiggling within the icy sheets. A daunting thunderclap booms and reverberates in memor mend, the ultimate shatter of the spooky season.

“Guess Halloween’s over,” Freddy mumbles, poking sleepily into Ghostface’s navel. “Back to reality.”

“And back to the mortals’ spank bank,” provides Ghostface, guffawing. She tilts his chin up for a mild kiss. “See you in my dreams, Freddy.”

And with a shared grin, the 2 horror icons drift off right into a post-coital doze – however not earlier than giving one final wink to keen cameras, promising Halloween pervs all over the place that this may not be the final time Freddy Krueger and Ghostface fuck.

After all, in a world of limitless spooks and scares…there’s all the time room for yet one more. Happy Halloween!