Throughly

Usher sat down in the tub and pulled Lisa along, making her fall into the water and onto his lap, also promptly positioning his manhood so it would spring up in between her legs, the shaft squeezed in between her labia and inner thighs.

Lisa's body was exhausted from the previous orgasms while her mind was weak from the combination of alcohol and arousal, resulting in only feeble complains in response to Usher's probing hands as they explored her naked body, the feeling of his pawning making her feel as if he was tasting her flesh with his fingers.

“This feeling... that's what I call top grade...” Lisa could faintly hear such mutterings once in a while from the old man while he groped her, his roaming hands not leaving any part of her body untouched, making her feel somewhat violated, yet that same feeling when mixed with the mess in her head only served to further stimulate her, almost pushing her off yet another edge.

As he felt the young cowgirl tense and lightly moan under his lewd touch Usher let out a smug grin, then he shifted the focus of his 'washing' to her feminine bits, one hand groping her tits and playing with her nipples while the other fingered her with expertise, once more building a great orgasm for Lisa.

But this time she didn't came. He continued to tease her up to the edge, yet he never gave her what she wanted, instead telling her “Easy there, deer. We came here to wash you up, yet here you are, getting all naughty”

“You've already gotten your fun before and yet you left my little junior here hanging, don't you feel sorry for him?” the hand fingering her stopped doing so and instead pressed the shaft of his cock against her flower, grinding them against each other “If you want to get some more, shouldn't you show some sincerity?”