Chapter 148: Is Layla With You?

Her first sexual experience as a virgin was this intense. The pleasure it brought was beyond anything she could have imagined, or rather, far exceeded what she had once dismissed in her imagination.

Her tall, sexy body trembled chaotically, her disheveled hair flying and swaying in the air. This incredibly seductive scene was probably unfamiliar even to herself.

Her full, round, beautiful breasts swayed back and forth with each impact to her body. The waves of breasts and buttocks were displayed most vividly in this position.

Ryan couldn’t resist reaching both hands up, grabbing her swaying breasts to steady her body and fuck her even faster...

The sound of slapping and her moans became the only things in this moment. Abigail cried out lewdly without restraint, completely without any shyness.

Completely lost in this wonderful sensation, she let out moans that sounded almost like painful sobbing, "I can’t... so sore, coming again, ah..."

"I’m coming too!!"

Ryan lowered his head and lay on her back, madly licking her sweat-covered neck. His voice at this moment was like a beast whose desire had exploded.

"Ah..." Abigail screamed hysterically, her sweat-soaked body also convulsing and stiffening at this moment.

The familiar pleasure struck again, even more because this shameful position allowed him to penetrate very deep. Ryan started thrusting hard right from the beginning...

And it was even more crazy than her first orgasm.

At the moment her orgasm arrived, Ryan also let out a hoarse low roar, his glans pressing firmly into her trembling uterus during orgasm.

His urethra opened, and hot semen burst out uncontrollably, one spurt, two spurts...

Accompanied by stiff yet slow thrusts, it poured out as if trying to empty his soul. Massive pleasure spread to every cell in his body, sublimating this moment to something beyond description.

It was as wonderful as being in heaven. Being creampied against the uterus at the most comfortable moment of orgasm brought unprecedented pleasure.

Abigail was so overwhelmed she almost lost consciousness, only able to pant heavily, her body uncontrollably spasming from time to time.

About ten minutes later, she finally opened her weak eyes in a daze, panting softly, "I didn’t die, right..."

"No, baby, but you made me feel like I died from pleasure."

At this point she was in Ryan’s arms. He was holding her as they leaned against the sofa, using tissue to wipe the sweat dripping from her body.

"Me too... so comfortable. I didn’t expect it to feel this good."

Abigail felt like even her bones had gone soft. She didn’t even have the strength to lift a finger, enjoying the man’s tenderness with misty eyes.

After resting for a while, Ryan lit a post-sex cigarette and smoked it contentedly. Only then did Abigail regain a bit of strength. She curiously examined the man’s now-softened cock.

It had love fluid, semen, and her virgin blood on it. She didn’t have the melancholy mood that some women couldn’t avoid.

She was only slightly dazed for a moment before bursting into laughter, saying, "It was so scary when it was hard earlier, now that it’s soft it’s as fun as a caterpillar."

She picked up a tissue and, like returning a favor, began wiping Ryan’s cock. She found that the dry tissue was not very easy to use.

Suddenly curious, she asked, "Ryan, do Anna and the others all carry wet wipes in their bags!!"

Ryan also felt a little floaty at this moment. Watching the beautiful campus beauty serve him, he said with a lewd smile, "They do carry them, but usually they use their mouths."

"So open-minded?? You pervert really have a lot of bad ideas."

Abigail thought for a moment and said softly, "I’ll remember that. Next time I’ll do it for you. It’s all clean now."

Ryan wanted to explain the meaning of post-sex oral service. It was not just to give a man a satisfied sense of conquest. In fact, after ejaculation the cock was very sensitive, and the feeling of being licked was especially good.

But at this moment Abigail’s stomach growled. She said a little embarrassedly, "I forgot to eat dinner. I’m hungry. Let’s go eat something first."

Looking up again, it was already eleven, past the school’s closing time.

Ryan nodded, got up, and packed things with her. Abigail even went specially to wash her face. Looking in the mirror at herself with a bit more charm, she felt a little dazed and strange. But this change after losing her virginity was something she understood better than anyone.

Walking a little unsteadily, she blushed and gave Ryan a fierce glare, saying, "Gold master daddy, what are we eating now."

"What do you want to eat??"

Ryan asked considerately, naturally holding Abigail’s hand.

Abigail’s hand stiffened for a moment, and her palm instantly sweated. She looked down, then giggled and said, "What a strange experience. I suddenly feel a little awkward."

"What’s awkward about it!"

After drinking, he directly left the motorcycle here. Ryan reached out and stopped a taxi.

"I’ve slept with men and women. I’ve had sex and lost my virginity, so I’m not a virgin anymore. But I’ve never dated, never held hands like this. Isn’t that strange."

Abigail looked thoughtful, then said a little wickedly, "Right, and my first kiss."

"It wasn’t given to my mom’s lips. It was given to her pussy... giggle!!!"

Abigail was also a little drunk and dared say anything. Indeed, the path to a woman’s heart is through her vagina. After being together, the two felt incomparably close.

Ryan directly interlocked their fingers and said with an ambiguous smile, "Then in the future you can experience it slowly."

Abigail craved the barbecue outside the girls’ dormitory fence at the school, so Ryan brought her there. After ordering skewers and beer, he took out his phone and saw quite a few messages.

Tina: "Ryan, want to eat late-night snacks together."

Ryan replied: "No, already eating!!"

Linda: "Brother Ryan, I’m back at the dorm and exhausted."

Just after replying, Anna called, asking incomparably gently, "Brother Ryan, do you want to come squeeze in here tonight."

Clearly they had reached the tacit understanding of sharing a husband, and plus they found it thrilling. Having tasted the marrow, they had completely accepted this absurdity.

Thinking of their obedient charm and the wonderful stimulation they brought in bed, Ryan naturally felt his heart move.

But men love the new and tire of the old. Ryan looked at the exquisite Abigail sitting beside him playing with her phone and said softly, "I won’t go over today. You still have the house-moving matters to busy with, and you should rest early."

Only then did Anna ask, "Hubby, did Layla go back to school??"

What she was worried about was exactly this. After all, letting her sister and this flirtatious beast be alone together, her heart had been worried this whole time.

After she cleaned him up, Ryan could barely be associated with handsome. His 183 height and figure were actually pretty good, plus he was so rich...

Which young girl does not have spring feelings? Especially since her sister always said intoxicatedly that she wanted to find a boyfriend like her brother-in-law. The stone in Anna’s heart was even more blocked.