Steve makes good with Lisa

Lisa looked up at me, covered in my cum, and her eyes went from from distraught and suspicious to full of love and lust. Deciding to transform this situation for the better, I 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.

I knelt down in front of her and reached a finger to wipe the drip of jizz off her face. I sucked the finger, looking at her and filling my eyes with fire. She embraced me in a deep kiss, smearing her cum-streaked body on mine. Her tongue pushed hard into my mouth, and her hands stroked my body the way she knew I liked it. I squeezed her butt, spreading the cheeks apart and letting them snap back together. We broke the kiss, and I gently nudged her shoulder, silently suggesting she lay back. She grinned at me and complied. I bent over her body and started licking my sperm from her, paying particular attention to her small, perfectly formed tits. Lisa writhed from my touch.

When I 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 I flicked my tongue swiftly on her swollen nub. I slid my hand down her belly, caressing her skin along the way. My fingers and palm grazed the top of her neatly-trimmed mound; Lisa's moaning and writhing was intensifying. I shifted my hand and traced one finger down her now-slickened slit, my others brushing lightly along her outer petals. She gasped louder at the new delicious sensation.

"I love you, Steve," she said quietly.

I dipped my fingertip into her honey pot; it was radiating heat like a stove top. I removed it, slick with her juices. I put it on her clit and slowly rubbed in circles.

"Jesus, Steve! Keep that up!" she cried, moaning as soon as she finished talking.

I sucked hard on the nipple in my mouth and drew my face away from her chest, pulling the button of sensitive flesh away from her body. I let go and it snapped back. I 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. I plunged my finger completely into her well-lubricated cunt, eliciting a powerful howl of pleasure from her throat. I quickly found her internal clit, her G-spot, and rubbed it hard, then pulled back to thrust and parry in and out, finger-fucking my 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. I struggled to maintain hold of her nipple as her convulsions threw me up, down and side to side.

After successfully contending with her wild gyrations for over a minute, I was almost relieved when she collapsed like a house of cards, her chest rising and falling in rhythm with her heavy panting breath.