Lysa's body shudders as his hand continues to pump, juices spurting further, eyes rolling back and fluttering. But she soon slows to a halt, twitching when the fingers withdraw. One hand moves to play with her tits while her lips wrap around his fingers, slurping with her mouth. "Mm, yeah. I am!" She mumbles around the fingers between her lips, hand squeezing her breasts, before pulling away. "Mm, compare to what?"<br/><br/>She looks to his pants, as he tugs them down, catching sight of the bulge that has grown. She sees his pants fall, then seeing his cock standing erect from his crotch, whistling as she sees the impressive length. She reaches out to feel its warmth with her free hand, feeling the pulsing veins on his shaft. Soft pants leave her lips, then gripping his cock and beginning to stroke moderately.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>