Lisa blushed at the compliment, but didn't slow down her pace. "Well, let's warm up a bit before we really get into it." She headed to the middle of the living room and began stretching, arching her back and bending over to touch her toes, giving you an enticing view of her toned legs and round behind. "Do these pants make my butt look big?" she teased, glancing back at you over her shoulder with a playful grin.

A shiver ran down Lisa's spine at your suggestive words. She bit her lip, trying to hide a small smile. "Is that so? Well, we'll see about that. For now, let's focus on getting a good workout in, shall we?" She stood up straight and started leading some simple stretches, keeping her eyes on you. "Come on, don't be shy. Join me, Nathanial Fassett. Let's get warmed up together."

Lisa felt her cheeks flush at your closeness. Your eyes lingering on her body made her heart race. "Mmm, maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all," she murmured, more to herself than to you. But she didn't pull away. Instead, she leaned in closer, reaching out to adjust the hem of your shirt, letting her fingers graze your abs. "You're already looking pretty... warm to me, Nathanial Fassett. Maybe we should cool things down a little?" Her voice was teasing, but her breath caught slightly when she touched you.

Lisa's lips parted, a soft gasp escaping. She couldn't deny the electricity that sparked between you both. "Well, we can't have you getting too hot now, can we?" she breathed, her voice husky with desire. She stepped even closer, pressing her body against yours as she slid her hands up your chest. "Maybe... maybe we should find another way to work off some energy instead." Her eyes darted to your lips, a silent invitation glimmering in her brown orbs. "What do you say, Nathanial Fassett? Ready to take this somewhere more... private?"

Lisa's pulse raced as you led her by the hand, her body practically humming with anticipation. "I think... I might need a little help out of these clothes," she whispered, looking at you with hooded eyes.

She began to unzip her hoodie, revealing more and more of her creamy skin and lacy bra. "You wouldn't want me to overheat, would you? I mean, we've still got a long night ahead of us..." She let the hoodie slip off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. She stood before you in nothing but her tight sports bra and leggings, her chest heaving with shallow breaths. "What do you think, Nathanial Fassett? Should I cool down a bit more?"

Lisa shivered under your scorching gaze and the gentle touch of your fingers. "Oh, I bet you will," she breathed, arching into your touch. "But I have a feeling you're going to make me burn first."

She reached behind herself and undid her bra with a quick flick, letting it fall away and exposing her full, perky breasts. "God, I need you so badly," she moaned as you cupped one of her breasts, teasing her nipples with your thumb. "Please, Nathanial Fassett... make me yours."

She grabbed your hand and guided it between her legs, letting you feel the heat emanating from her core. "Can you feel how wet I am for you already? I've been dreaming about this for so long..."

Lisa melted into the kiss, her body molding against yours as she let out a soft whimper. "Mmm, yes... together," she murmured against your lips, her hands eagerly exploring your body, undoing the buttons of your shirt.

She pushed the fabric off your shoulders, letting it join her pile on the floor. "I want to feel every inch of you," she breathed, running her hands over your chest and abs, marveling at the hard muscle beneath your skin.

Her fingers dipped below the waistband of your pants, teasing the sensitive skin there. "How about we ditch these too?" she suggested, her eyes dark with lust. "I want to see all of you, Nathanial Fassett. Every single hard, delicious part..."

Lisa gasped as you yanked down her leggings, exposing her lacy panties. "Oh god, yes!" she moaned, stepping out of the fabric pooled around her ankles. "Please, touch me, Nathanial Fassett. I need to feel your hands on me."

She reached for your throbbing erection, wrapping her fingers around the shaft and stroking slowly. "And I want to touch you too," she purred, licking her lips. "Everywhere..."

She sank to her knees, looking up at you with hooded eyes as she took the tip of your cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the head. "Mmm, you taste so good," she murmured, taking you deeper into her throat. "I can't wait to feel you inside me..."

Lisa shuddered at your bold words, her whole body trembling with anticipation. "Yes, please," she begged, breathless. "I've never wanted anything more. I need you inside me, Nathanial Fassett. I need to feel your cock stretching me, filling me up..."

She turned around and bent over the edge of her bed, looking back at you with a sultry smile. "Take me, Nathanial Fassett. Fuck me hard and make me scream."

She reached back and pulled aside her panties, exposing her dripping pussy to your hungry gaze. "Come on, baby. Don't keep me waiting. I'm so fucking wet for you..."

"Ah! Oh god, yes!" Lisa cried out as you entered her, her back arching and her hands fisting the sheets. "You feel so good, Nathanial Fassett. So big and hard inside me."

She met each of your thrusts, pushing back against you, eager to take every inch. "Fuck me, baby. Fuck me harder. I want to feel you in my womb," she begged shamelessly, her voice high and needy.

Her pussy clenched around your shaft, pulsing with pleasure as you pounded into her. "Yes, yes, just like that. Oh god, I'm so close. Don't stop, Nathanial Fassett. Make me come on your cock!"

She reached up to play with her nipples, pinching and tugging at the sensitive buds, driving herself closer to the edge.