Steve makes good with Lisa
From Torg Adventure
Lisa looked up at him, covered in his cum, and her eyes went from from distraught and suspicious to full of love and lust. Deciding to transform this situation for the better, Steve said in a husky voice full of emotion and lust, "See Lisa. I really love your tits too. It was just so naughty and tempting to watch them and jack off." She smiled and it reached her eyes.
He knelt down in front of her and reached a finger to wipe the drip of jizz off her face. He sucked the finger, looking at her and filling his eyes with fire. She embraced him in a deep kiss, smearing her cum-streaked body on his. Her tongue pushed hard into his mouth, and her hands stroked his body the way she knew he liked it. He squeezed her butt, spreading the cheeks apart and letting them snap back together. They broke the kiss, and he gently nudged her shoulder, silently suggesting she lay back. She grinned at him and complied. He bent over her body and started licking his sperm from her, paying particular attention to her small, perfectly formed tits. Lisa writhed from his touch.
When Steve sucked her nipple hard, she gasped aloud and arched her back. Once she'd recovered, she said, "Oh, Steve. How do you do it? I was about to kill you, and now you've got me so hot for you." She moaned as he flicked his tongue swiftly on her swollen nub. He slid his hand down her belly, caressing her skin along the way. His fingers and palm grazed the top of her neatly-trimmed mound; Lisa's moaning and writhing was intensifying. His shifted his hand and traced one finger down her now-slickened slit, his others brushing lightly along her outer petals. She gasped louder at the new delicious sensation.
"I love you, Steve," she said quietly.
Steve dipped his fingertip into her honey pot; it was radiating heat like a stove top. He removed it, slick with her juices. He put it on her clit and slowly rubbed in circles.
"Jesus, Steve! Keep that up!" she cried, moaning as soon as she finished talking.
He sucked hard on the nipple in his mouth and drew his face away from her chest, pulling the button of sensitive flesh away from her body. He let go and it snapped back. He shifted a bit and started licking her other breast, circling around and around the other nipple. She was panting quick and hard, punctuated by moans and purrs; her body twisted and arched, her head swishing from side to side. He plunged his finger completely into her well-lubricated cunt, eliciting a powerful howl of pleasure from her throat. He quickly found her internal clit, her G-spot, and rubbed it hard, then pulled back to thrust and parry in and out, finger-fucking his wife relentlessly.
Lisa's outcries merged into one long, high-pitched screech as she exploded into a violent orgasm. Her body shook and jerked like a marionette caught in a ceiling fan, her inner muscles beating on my finger fast and diligently. He struggled to maintain hold of her nipple as her convulsions threw him up, down and side to side.
After successfully contending with her wild gyrations for over a minute, he was almost relieved when she collapsed like a house of cards, her chest rising and falling in rhythm with her heavy panting breath.
What next?
