C23 Hot Moans
Maksimillian
I was about to kiss her when her phone rang.
“Căcat (Crap)!” she whispered an oath.
I didn’t even know what it meant, but I got the gist. Her eyes went wildly to her bag that she was still holding. I recalled she transferred it there before trying on the dresses earlier. Now, she fished it out of the pocket of the bag and signalled me to not speak.
“Da, Mămică,” she answered