Life with the Burromuertos

please dont kill me mr ghost face.. (SMUT)

they're at a halloween party. and alejandro was dressed as ghost face, he had on black jeans, a black belt, and tight black shirt that showed off his muscles. heather wore a tight black dress. but she didn't know he was being ghost face. their engaged.

Alejandro was walking around and saw heather talking to courtney. he smiled under his mask and slowly walked up behind heather, he hugged her from behind and whispered in her ear, "Boo."

she turned around with her eyes closed, "haha very funny-" her eyes widened when she saw the mask.

he smirked down at her, and ran his hand up her thigh "did i scare you?"

"you scared me so much that there's a waterfall inbetween my thighs.." he smirked and chuckled. "oh is there now?" he was very amused by her being so turned on by a silly costume.

she looked at him dead in the eyes, and bit her lip "i might just have to fuck you in that costume." she looked him up and down. taking note of his veiny hands and bludge in his pants.

he chuckled once again. he slowly moved his hands lower down her hips, until they reached her thighs. he placed his face right next to her ear, and whispered. "Is that a promise?"

she took deep breaths, "definitely." it was very hard to ignore the aching inbetween her thighs. who knew a ghost face mask could have such affect.

"I'll hold you to that, you know." he whispered, placing a hand on her waist. he pulled her closer, as his hands moved down her legs, and down to her upper thigh.

she looked at his eyes and stroked him through his jeans, were they at a party with all their friends? yes. did she care? no. she didn't care if he would've bent her over the table and fucked her infront of everyone.

his hips slightly bucked forward and he grunted "heather-.. someone's a tease.." he breathed heavily and smirked under the mask

"after you wore this costume i have no choice to.." she continued to lightly rub him, "you knew what this would do to me."

he laughed a bit, he knew that she was gonna love the costume. he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her flush against him. he spoke into her ear once again. "I take it you like the costume then, huh?"

she had a flushed expression, almost embarrassed she was about to admit this. "it's making it hard to even stand."

he chuckled once again. he loved it when she told him stuff like that. he slowly moved his hands down her thighs, and back up again. "Oh really? I didn't know I had that effect on you, mi amor."

his words were muffled by the mask, his deep spanish sexy accent sounding rougher and hotter. she literally let out a moan just from his words.

he smirked, when he heard her moan. he continued to speak into her ear, in a low, deep, voice. "Oh you like that, mi amor? You like my deep voice, hmm?"

"alejandro i swear to fuck i will orgasm from your words.." he chuckled and smacked her ass in her short tight dress. "ah, is that so? do my words really do all that to you? i haven't even touched"-

"we're going home"

he laughed and let her drag him away "wow.. someone's impatient" he smirked and followed her out the door, and intertwined their fingers.

she got into the passenger seat, he quickly followed and got into the driver's seat. he started up the car after putting the keys in the ignition and pulling his mask off. he chuckled as he turned so he was facing her. "Is someone eager to get home, my love?" she buckled her seatbelt. "you don't understand the affect that mask has on me."