Cal and Lisa Continued

The lovers break their kiss, and Lisa stands, pulls off her pajama top and takes off her sweatpants and lays on the bed. Cal quickly steps out if his pajama bottoms and takes his shirt off. He takes a few seconds to marvel at her body - her big breasts, her hard tits, her wide hips, and the light red haired landing strip above her pussy. Lisa drinks him in as well, admiring his toned, dark skin. Then smiling at him lustily and using her index finger, she beckons for him to join her. He lays down next to her on the bed, kissing her, his hand roaming, grabbing her chest and pinching her nipples while she strokes him until he is hard again.

Cal’s hand finds her swollen wet slit, and begins rubbing it in between the folds of her wet lips and clit. Lisa loudly moans, and he kisses down her body, licking her hard tits, and then locks his tongue onto her clit. She cries out in pleasure as his hand rubs her and his tongue punishes her button. Quickly she can feel herself about to cum, and places a hand on Cal’s head grinds her hips into his hand and face. “Uh uh uh! Uh uh uh uh!” Lisa yells.

As she comes down from her orgasm, she moves herself on top of Cal, kissing and licking her wetness off of his mouth.