My Gay Sugar Daddy Is A Priest
, Hazel said and turned me to himself, holding by the chin and kissing me passionately as I also melted into the kiss, smiling into the kiss as that stupid whore stood there watching us.
Our lips parted and we just stood there in each other's arms, our foreheads clinged together.
“ You dumbass”, I said with a smile as still stood there.
“ Come on, let's dance”, he said, taking our glasses and placing them on a tray and dragging me to the dance floor.
Oops, we totally forgot that Miss Pat was still standing there.
We joined other couples there in a slow dance. Hazel held me firmly by my waist and I crossed my hands around his neck, both of us gazing into each other's eyes as we danced. I was