Author’s Point Of View~ (Third Person)
Isabel gasped as soon as Derek plucked his tongue into her p**y. He swirled his tongue around, sending a tingling sensation down her spine. Isabel grabbed the chair's arm and when the clock ticked, her eyes widened.
“Derek.. we have to lock the door first so we won't forget.. Aunt Caroline isn't returning any longer so why don't we close - close the door at once?!” Isabel suggested as she struggled to hold her moans while Derek continued with thrusting in and out with his tongue. He got up with a smile on his face and made his way towards the door. After locking the door, he turned off the television before turning to face me.
“What do you feel? Why don't we continue in she room?!” he inquired, c*****g his brows while Isabel smiled faintly, feelin
