Hermanastra adolescente guarrilla pone cachondo a su hermanastro por follar todo el día

I’ve been dating this guy for a few weeks. “Remind me not to piss you off.”

“Hey, at least I didn’t have her killed,” I said, referring to Hiro. More of the other way around.”

That last thought was said with a gleam of mischief in her eyes, and my troublemaking Erin was back as if she’d never left. Finally, without looking at me, she said, “There anything I can help you with, sir?”

“You started a conversation earlier at the funeral. She’ll make you her next husband if she has the chance.”

“She won’t have it,” I said. “For instance,” she said, “going behind Hiro’s back and using his wife against him. I had my ‘date’ with Astrid but was no longer in the mood for it; sliding my phone from my pocket, I considered texting her to cancel our plans. She continued, “Part of me thinks that it might be worth pursuing if you like her enough—especially if love is on the table. I didn’t try to invade her mouth with my tongue, nor did she, but her lips worked back against mine after a moment’s hesitation, and I felt her hands tentatively grasp my hips, then slide up my sides to my chest.