Along with it, there were Lyla’s delicate moans—crisp and exciting to listen to.
As she was being fucked, she panted incoherently, "...It’s very exciting. Brother Ryan is really the best..."
"It’s too deep... it hits my uterus and it hurts so much..."
Ryan excitedly slapped her tender buttocks with his palm and continued to ask while fucking, "Is it not as good as being fucked by Henry..."
"Yes... he’s a waste, useless. Not to ntion climaxing—he can’t even feel it..."
"Brother Ryan’s cock is so hard... I’ve never been penetrated so deeply, and my uterus has never been touched like this..." Lyla, in a vixen-like manner when feeling coquettish, dared to say anything—especially now that she was clearly confused and excited from being fucked.
Ryan asked excitedly, "You’ve never licked your boyfriend’s dick, but you’re so excited to lick your adulterer, you slut..."
"Yes... I’ve only licked Brother Ryan’s dick..."
"Brother Ryan’s cock is thick and hard... it tastes great, I love it..."
Poor Henry had nothing to say as he watched—the couple were completely infatuated with each other. While humiliating him, they reveled in the pleasure of their sexual intercourse, which transcended into a wonderful, almost transcendent feeling.
After about ten minutes, Lyla cried out, "Brother Ryan... it’s amazing, it penetrated my uterus."
"No, I can’t stand it anymore... I have to pee, ah..."
Her delicate vagina writhed violently, and her uterus—being invaded for the first ti—seed to spasm.
As her body stiffened and spasd, and she trembled and moaned, a stream of hot love fluid spurted out and poured onto his glans.
Ryan was equally ecstatic. Seeing that she had reached orgasm from his fucking, he couldn’t help but hug her and fuck her hard in the doggy style position.
Her whole body went numb, and the head of his penis pressed tightly against her spasming uterus. As her urethra opened, hot sen spurted out like magma—powerful stream after powerful stream.
It was as if a bullet had conquered both body and mind. Lyla scread in pleasure from the fierce burn and was almost half-fainted.
Ryan was so pleased that his legs went limp, and he collapsed onto the sofa with her in his arms, both breathing heavily.
The air was filled with the scent of sex, overpowering all the other delicious aromas.
Both of them panted heavily. The magnificent climax made their bodies sweat and twitch intermittently—as if they no longer belonged to themselves.
After a long pause, Lyla humd weakly and twisted her body to let his gradually softening penis leave her.
Then she turned around, hugged Ryan, kissed him on the face, and panted coquettishly, "Brother Ryan... that’s amazing, it turns out you really can make orgasm during sex."
Ryan lit a cigarette with one hand while holding her with the other, continuing to play with her delicate breasts.
Hearing this sincere flattery, he couldn’t help but feel proud, and while fondling her sensitive little nipples, he said with a smile, "Why, you haven’t orgasd during sex yet?"
"No, God... it’s much more comfortable than masturbation," she replied in a coquettish voice.
Lyla explained that she had been a virgin when she graduated from high school and t her first boyfriend in her freshman year of college. They went to bed during the break after one sester, but the guy was a young boy—very impatient, forcing himself on her without any foreplay.
The pain she endured left her so traumatized that she quit. The mory of the night she lost her virginity was filled with agony; her lower body was scratched and bled for several days. Eventually, she secretly went to the hospital for an IV and took so dicine.
Before she had finished her treatnt, her first boyfriend approached her, wanting to do it again...
The result was predictable. Lyla was not one to be blinded by love, nor did she have any real affection for that boy.
They quarreled fiercely right away and broke up quickly and resolutely—eventually even pretending not to see each other when they t.
Her second boyfriend was Henry. The pain of losing her virginity was so intense that she was very resistant to it.
After being coerced by many soft and hard ans—and also because Henry’s penis looked a bit childish and cute—she accompanied him a few tis, though each encounter ended in an unsatisfactory, almost farcical manner.
Lyla said with tears in her eyes, "I regret it so much—why didn’t I et Brother Ryan earlier?"
"In that case, I can give my first ti to Brother Ryan!!!"
"I have the confidence to compete with Tina... I was so naive back then, how could I be fooled by those stinky n?"
She expressed deep regret. Ryan touched her breasts and felt a subtle softening upon hearing her words.
Even if Lyla was a scheming green tea bitch, so what? She could please him so humbly—what man could resist her?
"Haha, what are your plans after you break up with Henry?"
Ryan looked at her little mouth as it moved with each word, recalling the incomparable, wonderful feeling he had experienced when Yasmin had used her sexy little mouth to clean him up after he ejaculated.
It wasn’t just a physical pleasure—it was a wonderful sense of conquest, too.
Looking at her pretty, slightly embarrassed little face as tears began to well up, she appeared full of affection and love.
Without hesitation, Ryan pressed her little head under his crotch.
Lyla was very perceptive; she understood his aning without him having to ask—her gaze falling on his softened penis.
It was covered with her love juice and his sen, the ss exuding an extrely lewd sll.
After a slight hesitation, Lyla obediently opened her little mouth, kissed his glans, and then licked it with her sweet, tender tongue to clean him up afterward.
Seeing this beautiful girl—soone who possessed class beauty and was no less attractive than Tina—and yet willing to use her little mouth to humbly clean his cock, Ryan’s psychological pleasure soared off the charts.
While licking softly, Lyla murmured vaguely, "From now on, I don’t want to have a boyfriend... I just want to be Brother Ryan’s little slut."
This was, in its own way, an affectionate confession.
Just then, the door of the private room suddenly opened, and Talia walked in alone carrying a tray.
Seeing the passionate scene inside the private room, she didn’t seem surprised at all. She locked the door and waited at a distance with a smile.
Lyla looked very embarrassed at that mont—her skirt hanging loosely around her waist, her plump breasts marked with kiss prints and left uncovered.
The bottom of her skirt was also lifted, revealing that she was licking his cock with her butt facing Talia.
She exposed herself in such a lewd manner, with no rush to clean up, for her purpose was to seduce Ryan. Her little pussy was a ss, slightly swollen from being fucked.
The sen shot inside was faintly visible; although ejaculated so deep, the resting ti was too long, and so had already flowed out, clinging to her labia in an extrely lewd display.
Lyla was startled and instinctively wanted to get up, but Ryan held her head and ordered her to continue licking. Then he smiled at Talia and said, "Manager Talia, what do you want?"
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