I pulled my shirt up and Lisa saw the head of my cock poking above the waistline of my jeans. “Holy shit!” she gasped, starting to get an idea of ...hat was hiding. As I undid the belt and fly and let my jeans fall to the floor, she could now see how long I was when hard. It was sticking out the top of my tight boxers. Lisa licked her lips, and all I could think of was filling that tiny little mouth and throat with my cock. I dropped the boxers now and my cock stood ramrod straight. Lisa leaned. Now my cock become limp. She also came with a cup and sat closely beside me. Her thighs are touching my thighs and once again my penis become rod. While talking she placed her hand on my thighs and rubbing slowly. I know that now the matter is who is going to break ice and initiate the action (play).She started to press my thighs and moving her hand upper and lower on my thighs. If I waited after that I am not a man.So I sipped coffee quickly and placed my left hand around her and pressing her. The tip poked inside, and then more slid in, stretching me until I ached. Just before I thought it would be too painful if I went any further, the ridge of the head slipped inside me. Pausing for breath, I pushed down further, biting my lip, his length sliding inside me, shifting position occasionally when he pressed my tight insides from the wrong, painful angle, but managed to keep going. Somehow, I was able to take all of him inside, pausing with my cheeks touching his thighs and feeling. "That's my baby," he cooed, "come for me." Oh no please stop," my voice said, but I didn't mean it, I was close now, very close, a few more seconds and I was there. My hips bucked under his hand as I my orgasm rolled over me."Oh my God," I sighed when I had regained my breath."Liked that didn't you?" he chuckled.This time I just nodded. His hands now became busy with my top and soon my blouse and bra were on the floor and his hands were working on my naked flesh."Great tits," he commented.Oh.