Chris Brown Imagines (Freaky)Only

Sick

I was just coming from rite aid, getting cough syrup for Chris. I unlocked the door, being welcomed with coughing and sneezing. I sighed as I headed upstairs. "Here you go baby." I told him. "Thanks baby." He said in a groggy voice. He sat up and took the recommended amount. "So what you wanna do today?" I asked him. "I think imma just sit here and chill." He said tiredly. "Aw I'm sorry you're feeling like this baby." I cooed. "Aaand, I THINK I might have something to make you feel better." "Oh yeah what is that?" He asked with his eyebrows raised. "Lay back." He did as I instructed. I started tugging at his sweatpants. "Baby not that I don't want this, but how is this supposed to make me feel better?" "You'll see." I giggled. I slid his boxers down and gripped his dick. "Fuck." He whispered while groaning. I released some spit and started stroking. "Ssss damn Bri." He groaned with his eyes rolled back. "You like that daddy?" I asked teasingly. "Shit keep going baby." "Oooh fuck it's so big." I moaned as I stoked harder. "Suck it Bri." He hissed. I instantly wrapped my lips around him. "SHIT GIRL." He groaned. I slid all the way down deepthroating. He grabbed my head and started thrusting. "Ssssshit." I couldn't say anything. I was too busy gagging. "Ugh." He groaned as he came. I swallowed it all up. "Feeling a lil bit better baby?" I asked innocently. "Mhm thanks baby." "Welcome." I said making him chuckle.