Sponsor System: Harem With Infinite Money-Chapter 73: It’s Small

Ryan really wanted to try out the changes after adding an attribute point to his physical strength. Although it felt very comfortable now, it was not time to ejaculate yet. If he had been a virgin a few days ago, he probably would have climaxed in less than a minute.

"Henry, I’m tired—let’s break up," Lyla panted, her words punctuated by her continuing to take his cock into her mouth and suck it.

Henry was frightened at her words and replied in a panic, "Lyla, don’t joke like that—I said your favorite is me."

During the sweet period when lovers are in love, they often exchange all sorts of cheesy words. Yet now, the sexy little mouth that whispers "I love you" was holding another man’s cock, sucking it with relish.

"Lyla... please, don’t ignore me," Zhang Sheng begged bitterly.

Lyla spat out the penis, panted, and paused for a moment before looking charmingly at Ryan.

Turning her attention to her boyfriend on the other end of the phone, she said, "Henry, do you have to make things so clear to me? You’re so naughty yourself—do you really want me to continue enduring..."

She realized that simply using her mouth could no longer satisfy Ryan.

Although having sex in public might induce a bit of panic, she had to admit that it was extremely exciting. Her sexual desire surged as she continued to hold his cock in her mouth.

Ryan smiled evilly and pulled her up, helping her stand. With one hand, she clutched the huge floor-to-ceiling glass and gazed out at the bustling night view of the city.

Lyla held the phone in one trembling hand as she obediently bent down, raising her charming little butt. The skirt was lifted, revealing that her vagina was already wet; her small labia wriggled in a perfect, seductive display.

Ryan caressed her fleshy buttocks, aimed his glans at the entrance of her vagina, and thrust his waist in without hesitation, making both of them moan in satisfaction.

Her youthful, elastic vagina, with its tender flesh, wriggled and tightly embraced his penis. It was so airtight that it felt extremely compact—even a bit difficult to enter.

Ryan inserted himself inch by inch, and both of their bodies trembled with excitement. The moment of adultery—their first intercourse—brought an intense stimulation that was further amplified under the influence of alcohol.

He continued inserting slowly until he was fully combined with her; his glans could clearly feel a soft mass at the deepest part, deformed by its own nature. That was her delicate uterus, wriggling as if massaging his glans.

On the other end of the phone, the environment in which Henry spoke became quieter, as if he had deliberately hidden in a toilet with a slight echo. His tone turned a little angry: "Lyla, didn’t you say before that you didn’t mind?"

Lyla hummed softly, took a deep breath, and replied, "That was just a lie to comfort you—you believed it. How old are you..."

Ryan hugged her slender waist and began to slowly thrust his penis into her tight vagina. Even though their act was wicked, thrilling, and exciting, in order to prolong the pleasure, Ryan did not thrust vigorously—he wasn’t brave enough to risk being caught during a live broadcast.

Henry’s tone grew very aggrieved as he said, "Lyla, you—you care so much about this..."

Covering her mouth and panting, Lyla, desperate not to reveal the truth, replied in a hysterical tone, "Henry, please have some self-awareness..."

"How big are you when you’re hard? Don’t say you guys have never peed together before. You should have gone for a checkup long ago to see if there’s something wrong with your development."

"With your size, you’re still so eager to have sex with me..."

"It’s hard to buy even small condoms that fit you. Every time you touch my breasts a few more times, I tend to ejaculate in my pants..." Henry, overwhelmed by her words, pleaded painfully, "Stop talking..."

The more Ryan listened, the more excited he became. He hugged her even tighter, carefully controlling his strength to avoid any slapping sounds. His hands roamed over Lyla’s chest, grabbing her elastic breasts and rubbing them roughly.

Under such stimulation, it became nearly impossible for Lyla not to scream. She frowned, biting her lower lip in apparent pain.

Lyla was extremely tight and clearly inexperienced; there were even tears in her eyes. Along with the pleasure came a twinge of pain. She did her best to calm her breathing and trembling, using a hysterical yet excited tone to cover her true state: "Henry, do you know how uncomfortable I am..."

"You’re always like this. Even if we truly make love, you climax after just a few strokes—you’re finished before I even feel anything."

"And... you also want me to give you a blowjob, and every time I refuse you, we end up quarreling..."

"You only have a short time—is it even worth it..."

"I told you, I won’t give a man a blowjob, and I will never lick anyone’s dick..."

"You’re my boyfriend—that’s no exception. How disgusting..."

In order to further stimulate her adulterer, Lyla unscrupulously humiliated her boyfriend and used this method to please Ryan. This was exactly what men both despised and craved—and without a doubt, she had struck a nerve.

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Ryan’s cock throbbed with excitement, pressing lightly against her tender pussy, heightening her pleasure.

She had claimed she had never given oral sex before, not even to her boyfriend, yet moments earlier she had licked his cock with relish.

If this was indeed her first time giving a blowjob, then her talent was something to be anticipated; to be honest, she licked far better than Yana.

"Let’s break up and stop talking nonsense!"

Lyla ignored Henry’s painful pleas to stay and abruptly hung up the phone. Coquettishly, she hummed, "Brother Ryan... I can’t take it anymore. If you keep talking, I’ll scream."

Ryan then repositioned her so that her upper body was pressed against the glass, nearly flattening her breasts. It was a bit rough but incredibly exciting, with a sense of exposure—even though everyone knew the glass was one-way, protecting the guests’ privacy while offering an enticing view of the night outside.

"Little slut, is it so good to be fucked by me while you’re chatting with your boyfriend?" Ryan growled.

"Your fluid is so abundant—it’s all over my testicles..."

Ryan no longer held back. He gripped her waist and began to thrust hard. Each powerful thrust filled the private room with the resounding sound of flesh colliding with flesh.