Lisa's eyes sparkled with mischief as she took control, pinning Y/N's hands down to the bed. With a coy smile, she slowly sank down onto his throbbing shaft, a gasp of pleasure escaping her lips.
"Now, my love,"
she purred, her voice dripping with seduction.
"It's my turn to have my way with you."
Gripping his hands tightly, Lisa began to ride Y/N's cock with a steady, deliberate rhythm. Her hips undulated sensuously, her inner walls clenching around him in a delicious vice.
"You've had your fun, Y/N,"
she murmured, her tone laced with feigned innocence.
"Now it's time for me to take what I want."
Throwing her head back, Lisa moaned softly, her body trembling with each impalement. She revelled in the sensation of being so completely in control, her every movement calculated to maximize her own pleasure.
"Just lay back and enjoy it, my love,"
she whispered, her gaze smouldering with unbridled lust.
"I'll make sure you get every last drop."
Lisa's body moved with unbridled passion as she shamelessly rode Y/N's thick shaft. Her hips undulated in a steady, sensual rhythm, each impalement drawing a guttural moan from her lips.
"Y/N!"
she cried out, her voice dripping with wanton need. Arching her back, she cupped her ample breasts, kneading the supple flesh as she ground down onto him.
Her long, raven tresses cascaded down her shoulders, framing her flushed, beautiful face. Lisa's eyes were half-lidded, her gaze smoldering with unbridled lust. She felt so full, so deliciously claimed by Y/N's impressive girth.
Leaning forward, Lisa braced her hands on Y/N's chest, her nails digging into his skin as she chased her own pleasure. The sound of their bodies colliding filled the air, punctuated by her breathless cries of ecstasy.
"Yes, yes!"
she panted, her hips moving with increasing desperation.