Physically

Unsure exactly what Usher wanted from her, Lisa decided to demonstrate her new found devotion by responding to him physically. Having so far been a mostly passive recipent of the old man's girthy member, she thought it might please him to well, try to please him. In her current position it was difficult to move much, impaled as she was and only able to reach the ground with her tip toes, but an idea came to her.

Placing her hands on his thighs beneath her shapely ass, she found enough support to raise herself slightly and with a minor adjustment in position she was able to slide herself almost all the way up his shaft so that just his fat tip remained inside her. This drew a grunt of approval from Usher, so she held herself there for a moment, swaying teasingly. Unfortunately for Lisa, one of her hands slipped off Usher's flabby thigh, causing her to come crashing down, slamming her tight cunt down hard onto his cock, causing her to cry out in shock and pain. Usher however growled enthusiastically, his hands at her waist encouraging, without lifting her, to do it again.

The hint was not lost on Lisa and despite the discomfort it caused her, she once more pushed herself up, holding herself there for a few seconds as she felt Usher's heavy breathing against her neck. "Do it." he whispered, and she immediately let go, allowing herself to fall once more, spearing herself hard onto his cock. Usher growled in approval again, prompting Lisa to repeat the process, again and again, increasing in pace gradually as both her technique improved and her desire grew.

It wasnt long before Lisa was working Usher's cock like a piston, a sheen of sweat forming on her face from her continued exertion. The pain had subsided, replaced with a core rattling shudder that wracked through her every time she fell and Usher had given up making her do all the work, helping to lift her high, then helping to slam her down again, dictating her rhythm. Soon they were grunting and moaning in unison and after one final slam, Lisa did not rise again. They remained rooted together as they both cried out in orgasmic bliss, Lisa feeling every bump and vein of Usher's cock as it pulsed and throbbed deep within her abused cunt. It flooded her with seed which immediately dripped from her gaping opening, thick white cream seeping out and sliding down Usher's fat, hairy balls. They remained that way, panting loudly for minutes, lost in their pleasure.

Finally, Usher pushed the cowgirl off his lap and she fell to her hands and knees on the filthy kitchen floor before him, giving him a wonderful view of her busted, leaking slit as his cum dribbled from her onto the floor. "Good slut." he said, not unkindly as he stood and pulled up his trousers. "Now it's time to get to work." he ordered, giving her a nudge towards the piles of dirty dishes with his foot on her bare ass. "You sort that mess.. I gotta see a man about a dog..." he chuckled, walking out of the room.

Lisa barely took in Usher's words, her head buzzing from her mind shattering climax. Eventually she picked herself up, looking about the empty room for a few quiet moments before remembering her duties. She got to work, busying herself with cleaning in an almost jovial manner, such was her post coital high. A dog... it might be nice to have a pet around the place, she mused to herself as she worked.

In the process of cleaning she found several bottles of Usher's powerful ****, most opened and partially emptied. She found a place for them and as she organised them she decided she might as well have a little nip to help her along with her tasks. An hour and several cups later she was still in high spirits but properly drunk when Usher stomped through the door. He noted the vastly improved state of the kitchen approvingly before his gaze fell to Lisa who was staring at him proudly with slightly glazed eyes and a hopeful smile. "Welcome home Sir!" she chirped a little too brightly, slurring and stumbling slightly as she stepped over to grace him with a peck on the cheek.

Usher smirked at his drunken little slut. "My my, ain't you just the perfect little housewife." he chuckled, causing Lisa to blush. "C'mere..." he said, pulling up a chair and gesturing to his lap once more. "Got a surprise for ya."