Married To My Mother's Fiance
“You are beautiful."
Huracio stood up, cupped my face, and placed a kiss on my lips. But before he could move away, I leaned into him, grabbed his head, and recaptured his lips. His hands glided down my body, and he grabbed my butt. I could feel his hardness against my abdomen. I pressed my waist to him and rubbed his groin. He grunted, broke the kiss, and pulled back. Still holding my hand, he sat down and then pulled me onto his lap. With a husky, breathy voice, he whispered. “Kitty, the next show.”
He picked up a black remote control I was just noticing. He stretched it outward and pressed it. The stage Mary Aimes used suddenly lit up, turning into a screen.
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