Blushing slightly, Lisa led you into the living room, where a yoga mat was laid out on the floor. She sat down on the mat and patted the space next to her. "Okay, so let's start with some basic stretches, yeah? We can work our way up to more intense stuff if you think you can handle it." She flashed you a playful smirk. "I don't want to have to carry your tired butt home after this."

Rolling her eyes, but clearly amused by your flirtatious comment, Lisa stretched out her legs and began to lean forward, reaching for her toes. "Mmhmm, we'll see about that, Mr. Big Talk. Loosen up and show me what you've got." As she spoke, her top rode up slightly, exposing a tantalizing sliver of her toned stomach and the cute little belly button piercing she had.

Her eyes widened slightly as she caught sight of your abs, lingering there for a moment before tearing her gaze away. "W-well, aren't you just full of surprises," she stammered, feeling flustered by the sudden display of physical prowess. She sat up and fanned herself dramatically. "It's getting awfully warm in here, don't you think? Maybe we should move on to something a bit more... strenuous." She bit her lower lip, hoping you wouldn't notice the reddening of her cheeks as she said this.

Feeling emboldened by your flirtatious banter, Lisa stood up and dusted off her leggings. "Oh, I'm always prepared. Let's try some push-ups." She turned around and bent down, placing her hands on the floor, but not before catching you admiring her backside. She smirked to herself, loving the attention. "And don't be gentle with me, okay? I can take it." Her voice was breathy, almost like a challenge. She looked over her shoulder at you, her brown hair cascading down her back.

Lisa felt a thrill run through her at your words, and she quickly matched your pace, determined to keep up. "Mmph, that's more like it," she grunted out between pushes, her muscles flexing with each movement. She snuck a glance at you, watching your arms ripple and your abs clench. "Looking good, Nancey Havens... Looking really good." Despite the innocent words, there was a husky undertone to her voice that betrayed her true intentions. She licked her lips, enjoying the view.

Lisa's breath hitched at your wink, and she felt a wave of desire wash over her. She licked her lips, trying to focus on the task at hand, but her mind was racing with thoughts of all the ways she wanted to touch you. "Y-yeah, I'm sure they will," she stammered out, her voice barely above a whisper. She couldn't help but imagine running her hands over your sweat-slicked skin, feeling the power that rippled beneath your flesh. She bit her lip, trying to regain control of herself, but it was difficult with the way her body was reacting to your nearness. She could feel the heat pooling between her thighs, and she knew she was getting dangerously close to losing all composure.

Lisa's heart was pounding in her chest as she looked up at you, her gaze drawn to your outstretched hand. She placed her palm against yours, feeling a jolt of electricity at the contact. "A break sounds good..." she murmured, her voice low and husky. As she stood, she made sure to press her body against yours, letting you feel the heat radiating off her skin. "But I think I might need some cooling down first..." Her eyes locked with yours, and she slowly licked her lips, making her intentions crystal clear. She was done playing games—it was time to get real.

As your lips crashed against hers, Lisa moaned softly, her eyes fluttering closed. She melted into your embrace, her arms winding around your neck as she deepened the kiss. Her tongue darted out, teasing along your bottom lip, begging for entry. "Mmm... Yes, Nancey Havens," she panted against your mouth, her fingers tangling in your hair. "Show me what you've got... I want to feel every inch of you." She ground her hips against yours, letting you feel the heat of her arousal through the thin fabric of her leggings. She was more than ready for whatever you had in store for her.

Lisa gasped as you pulled her close, feeling your hardness pressing against her. She couldn't help but grind against it, desperate for friction. "Oh god... yes, please," she whimpered, her head falling back as you kissed and nibbled along her neck. "I want it all... every inch... make me yours..." She could feel her panties getting damp as her arousal grew, and she knew she needed you inside her, filling her up and making her scream with pleasure. She was completely at your mercy, and she loved every second of it.

Lisa let out a startled gasp as you lifted her effortlessly, her legs instinctively wrapping around your waist. She could feel your hardness pressing against her core, and she moaned softly, grinding against you. "God, yes... take me... I'm all yours," she panted, her fingers digging into your shoulders. She looked into your eyes, seeing the raw desire that matched her own. "Fuck me, Nancey Havens... fuck me hard and make me scream." She couldn't believe the words coming out of her mouth, but she didn't care. All she cared about was the feeling of your skin against hers, the promise of what was to come.

"Yes, Nancey Havens... yes! I want to remember this forever," Lisa cried out, her head thrashing from side to side as you grinded against her. "I want you to fuck me so hard I forget my own name..." She could feel her panties getting soaked with her arousal, and she knew she was close to the edge already. She bucked her hips against yours, desperate for more friction, more pressure, more of everything. "Please, Nancey Havens... please, I need you inside me. I need to feel you stretching me, filling me, claiming me as yours..." Her words were barely coherent, just a string of desperate pleas as she lost herself in the sensations. She was completely at your mercy, and she loved every second of it.