Yes

Several conflicting emotions played across Lisa's face as she looked down at Usher, trying her best to still her shaking legs as her body screamed at her, pleading for release. She knew she mustn't, that it was madness to want the lecherous old gunsmith to touch her after all he had done to her, but after the hours of tension building in her mind, of her aching sex begging for attention, it was too much to resist.

Time seemed to stand still as their eyes remained locked, Lisa finally caving with an almost imperceptible nod. Usher didn't miss it though, forcing down the triumphant grin that threatened to break out across his face. He could tell she was not asking to be bathed, that was blatantly obvious, but he still wanted to hear her say it. "Ya want me help then?" he asked, eyes twinkling at her.

"Yes... please..." Lisa answered breathlessly, her trembling legs even parting for him as she spoke.

Recognising the unbridled need in Lisa's eyes, Usher decided to drop the charade. He reached out to slowly slide a finger up her slit, her wet lips parting around him as he slid up to her clit, tickling it lightly. Lisa's reaction was intense, her entire body convulsing as if she were having some kind of fit as a howl of absolute pleasure pierced the silence. Usher retracted his finger and waited for her to come down, her glare quickly meeting his as her expression asked the silent question, why did you stop?

Usher looked to her in faux innocence, asking her teasingly, one final time, "Is that what you want?"

Lisa squirmed as a sobbing sound caught in her throat and she nodded, "Yes..." she whispered, "please yes." Usher didn't wait for further confirmation, already in the motion of diving forward to bury his face between her legs. His thick, rough tongue lavishing her wet cunt with long, deep, hungry licks, the old man savouring the young slut's flavour as he sucked down the nectar of her desire. Lisa's muted answer quickly turned into wild cries of yes, her soft thighs clamping tight around the old man's stubbled cheeks as he lapped and sucked at her.

When Usher finally took her clit between his lips and sucked her in to his mouth Lisa's mind broke. The sensation of his rough, wet tongue pulsing and flowing over her most sensitive spots causing her to arch her back and hold herself there as if frozen stiff until a series of body rocking tremors coursed through her and her long awaited climax hit. Usher greedily slurped down her sweetness as she gushed out her orgasm, moaning and bucking her hips under Usher's expert affections.

Lisa barely had time to catch her breath before Usher was kneeling on the bed between her wide spread knees. He had shed his clothes and was lining up his fat, veiny cock against her still quivering quim. He held it there, just the tip pressing into her as he looked down at the writhing mess she had become and gave her a knowing look, a questioning expression that he punctuated by releasing the pressure on her slightly.

Lisa mewled as she felt the old man's cock pressing into her - even though she had only just cum she craved more. Sensing Usher hesitate she found him staring at her expectantly, demanding another answer from her.