Warning: Erotic scene ahead. Not suitable for those below eighteen - shoo away until you grow up younglings.
The third point of view:
"No, this was just the beginning," Isabella told Pedro and before he could take a breather, smashed her lips against his.
Although Pedro was not prepared, he quickly got his head back into the game, groping and squeezing every part of her soft body his hands could find. He easily found her ass and kneaded it, his member coming back to life once again. Fuck! How could he want one person over and over again.
Isabella kissed him greedily, her hands grabbing the hair at the nape of his neck as she kissed him deeper. It was a wanton kiss intended to elicit nothing but lustful pleasure.
The kiss became harder and devouring as if she wanted to mark him, stark her claim on him as hers only. Her tongue swept into his mouth, starting a duel with his as their breath thickens.
