DIRTY DESIRES
By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife.
Mr. Aslanov, you may kiss your lovely bride."
Mort snaked his arm into Sumire's waist and sealed the gap between them. He cupped her face with one big palm and leaned. Her heart begins to pound, she stood there, feeling a desire run from her heart, and down to her chest. Sumire closed her eyes.
Bend down, the hunk slightly tilted his head. Their lips met, and the magic sparks. Sumire parted her lips, welcoming him. Under the crescent moon, they shared an infinite passionate kiss.
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