Yes

Lisa grimaced, answering quickly now, "Yes Sir... uh Mr Usher. Sorry, yes. I want to stay. I have nowhere else to go." she blurted, stumbling over her words.

"Sir now is it? Oh I like that." Usher chuckled. "Problem is see, terms have changed. Yesterday was just a short term thing. A little give and a little take, but if yer lookin to be hanging around for the long haul, well then we need somethin more official like, dont you think?"

"Official?" Lisa asked, concern clear in her tone.

"Yeah... official like a contract or somethin. A paper that lays out all of your duties and such. If I'm going to feed ya and give ya a bed and a roof, well you'll need to give me somethin in return. Somethin lasting."

Lisa furrowed her brow, her concern growing as she she finally looked up to see Usher's grinning face. "But what more would you have me do?" she asked, "You've already taken... I mean, I've already given you all I have."

"Oh sweet, ye sure did and you'll give me it all again, and more. But an old man like me, runnin a business... I have to be careful I dont let no one take advantage, ya know. Rip me off. There's a guy in town. Big city fella who can do the papers I reckon. I'll go find him later to get it all drawn up." he slapped the table to punctuate his statement, making Lisa jump. "For now though, you can come over here." He said, patting his lap. "And you call me Sir from now on... I like that. Sir..." He chuckled to himself.

Dutifully, Lisa rose and made her way to him, her temperature rising slightly as she moved close enough for his foul yet now familiar stench to waft into her nostrils. Once in reach, Usher grabbed her with both hands, pulling her onto his lap awkwardly, causing her to have to shift around to work her way into a comfortable position, ending up facing the table and away from him. In doing so she couldn't help but feel his meaty member beneath her, seemingly already semi engorged and the thought of it made her shiver.

"You're not cold again are you darlin?" Asked Usher, his hands wrapping around her exposed waist, almost encircling her in his fat mitts. Leaning in to kiss her neck he whispered to her, "I know what'll warm you up." he chuckled, stroking her sides gently. "Here, pass me my cup."

Lisa gave him his hooch which he topped up from a bottle on the bench, then took a deep swig before handing it to her. "Drink." He commanded and she complied, slurping down the harsh liquid in several small gulps.

"Thank you." she responded, earning a sharp slap on her rear. It took her a moment to realise her error. "Thank you Sir." she corrected herself.

"Good girl", Usher whispered as he refilled the cup still in Lisa's slightly shaking hand then put down the bottle before sliding a hand up between her thighs until his fingers pressed up against her quim. The longjohns she wore were slightly damp from her leakage, or her fresh arousal - the thought of either pleased him greatly as did the fact that she did not resist him, in fact, once more she spread her legs to give him better access.

He began to openly stroke her through the thin fabric which became wetter and wetter at his touch, and Lisa moaned softly, leaning back into him and spreading her legs wider. The near full cup of liquor Lisa held was inconvenient and threatened to spill at any moment, so without thinking she downed the lot and tossed it the short distance to clatter onto the table. She could feel Usher's cock grow hard beneath her and she adjusted her position so she could free it from under her, stroking it lovingly through his trousers.

When Usher pushed his hand under Lisa's waistband and slid his thick fingers over her slick folds they both moaned in unison, and when he brought those same fingers to her lips she licked them eagerly. Unable to hold back any longer, Usher stood the woman up, roughly pulling down her tight fitting underwear before hastily unbuckling his trousers and freeing his cock which stood upright, swaying at full mast.

Lisa barely had time to kick her pants off before she was hoisted aloft, Usher gripping her in both hands and lifting her up onto the tip of his cock. She still faced away from him and her hair tickled his cheek as she tilted her head back and let out a throaty moan. The old man lowered her slowly and his fat cock parted her after just a moment of resistance. He relished her tightness as he impaled her upon his shaft, dragging her down until he was completely sheathed inside the cowgirl.

"Mmmmmm, you like that don't you girlie?" Usher cooed in her ear. "Why dont you show me just how much you love my cock? Show me how much you want to stay."