Angela D´Angelo
The phone rang several times while Roger grunted. "Angie...is it yours or mine?" he mumbled, and I cuddled into him.
" don´t care..." I said, and he sighed.
"Love, you must check..." he sighed while lifting his back against the headboard.
"But I am with my mate... the rest of the world should understand that I am busy, right?" I pouted, and he chuckled.
"Maybe it´s an emergency," he said, and I bit my lower lip. I sometimes felt that I couldn´t catch a break.
I grunted and sat on the bed, not caring that I was flashing him full front, and then, when I noticed his piercing eyes over my breasts, I turned around to grab my phone.
"It´s my mother..." I said and then added, "Almost noon..." I mumbled, and he nodded.
"Why don´t you give them a call? Maybe they are
