With an extreme risk of being caught by her parents, every second that passed, I could somehow hear the ticking of a time bomb.
However, while I was worried about getting caught, Elizabeth, who was already busy pleasuring me, never stopped to rethink her decision. From the pupil of her eyes, I could faintly see a heart-shaped image. She’s already too indulged with it.
Handling my entire length with her adept hands, Elizabeth’s tongue swirled around the head and the tip, making sure not to miss a spot. When she was done with it, her tongue slid down to wet the entirety of my length while continuing to stroke it.
Even at this point, I could hear Uncle and Auntie’s activity in the kitchen. They’re not talking or anything, just preparing what we’ll be having for dinner.
Ah. Uncle was grumbling and by the look of things, Auntie was trying to hold him there for as long as possible.
Most likely, this was her attempt to help her daughter.