Surprisingly good

Lisa awoke to several beams of sunlight breaking through the cracks in the wall and playing over her face. She stirred and looked around the room for a few moments as the events of the previous night replayed in her head. Sitting up she found she was alone so she quickly slipped her hand down under the covers to explore her new womanhood. It felt like a mess, a crust of her dried juices and Usher's cum coating her outer folds, but a dip of her finger inside revealed she still bore a decent amount of slick, wet sperm. She let her fingers explore a while, intrigued by the way she felt down there now, even allowing a long, slender finger to slide in as deep as it could go, causing her to shudder in delight.

Catching herself she removed her hand and brought it to her face, at first to consider the length of her finger in comparison to Usher's sizable cock but upon noticing how slick and wet it was with their slime, including a thick creamy dollop of what could only be Usher's seed, she brought it closer for a sniff. The smell was pungent but not entirely unpleasant. In fact the odour sparked a familiar urge and she thought about 'exploring' herself a little more before the gunsmith turned up.