Just right there

Ryan noticed that her pussy was right at the edge of the couch. If he knelt in front of her, she'd be at the perfect height for his cock, and he wouldn't be putting his weight on her distended belly. So he knelt in front of her, grasping his member and flicking it up and down her dripping slit. She was beside herself with pleasure. Then he scooted forward a little and thrust up and down the outside of her cunt, his cock rubbing on her clit most of the way. He grabbed her tits in his hands and kneaded them hard, their nipples leaking white milk. Lisa started squeeking and writhing on the couch; he seemed to have trigger another orgasm in her. She really was sensitive.

"Stop teasing me! Fuck me, Ryan, fuck me now!" she shouted at him, a deep growl in her throat.

At her command, he plunged into her well-oiled sex until he hit bottom deep inside her; she screamed as her orgasm flooded her senses. As he stroked his cock in her, he said, "Your husband is a fool to ignore you, you sexy, hot mama! Keep coming on my cock to prove how stupid he is. He doesn't know what he's missing." Her only reply was a wordless howl as she continued wiggling on the couch in ecstasy. Ryan thrust hard into her cunt, bumping into her groin with some ****, his balls slapping her ass. Knowing he couldn't get her pregnant again made fucking her bareback all the more fantastic. Her beautiful body convulsed in front of him and looked more delightful than ever; her wobbling, engorged tits a magnificent display to his eyes. He made his rhythm fast, which propelled her farther into her climax. He leaned down and took a nipple into his mouth and sucked on it hard, and he was rewarded with another squirt of milk down his throat. His hands grasped her shoulders to keep pulling her into him as he pumped her. Her orgasm didn't stop, and her pussy muscles pulsing around his cock brought on the inevitable.

Ryan's cock shot great wads of his spunk deep into Lisa's cunt, which renewed her higher-pitched outcries. He kept stroking into her until his member stopped disgorging its payload, and she just came and came. When he ended his thrusting, she slowly came down, breathing like a freight train from her exertions. He slumped on top of her, making sure he didn't press to hard against her belly; his manhood slipped from her cunt. They both just laid there, recovering their strength.

After about ten minutes, Lisa said, "Ryan, I have to thank you so much for this evening. I can't remember being so sated by one man. But I need to go home tonight to my husband."

"I can't remember such a wild night of sex. Thank you, and thank your silly husband for neglecting you all these months. I'm going to crash here. I don't have the energy to go back to my place."

"Here. Lay down on the couch and I'll find a blanket to cover you up with and tuck you in," Lisa said, getting up from the sofa with some difficulty. Ryan crawled up on the couch and put his head on the cushion. By the time she returned with a blanket, he was sleeping soundly.

"Thank you again, Lover," she said as she kissed his brow. She let herself out the door and drove home.