Chapter 156: Mom Wants To See You...

She stuck out her tender tongue and licked the glans, then opened her fragrant mouth, held the cock, and gently sucked. She softly swallowed and squeezed out all the remaining semen.

Ryan felt so comfortable his whole body went weak. He lit a post-sex cigarette and said with a tremble of excitement, "Abigail, you’re amazing."

"After a man cums, he’s very sensitive. Licking it clean with your mouth is especially comfortable."

"I’ll remember that!"

Abigail, face covered in semen, said indistinctly. She continued sucking the cock. With curiosity, she seemed to have also started to like this feeling.

Only when the cock was about half soft did she ask softly, "Do you still want me to keep licking??"

"No need!"

Ryan was already very satisfied.

Abigail sat up, fumbled around, took a tissue, and wiped the semen off her face, then muttered, "Last night at the convenience store I forgot to buy wet wipes again."

She actually still remembered this. Ryan did not know whether to laugh or cry, "Thinking about it carefully, I don’t think I’ve used wet wipes."

Abigail had already wiped herself clean. She opened her eyes and asked curiously, "You haven’t cum on their faces before?"

Ryan chuckled and said, "Of course I’ve cum on all of them. With pretty little faces like yours, which man could hold back."

"But after cumming, they either scrape it into their mouths with their fingers and eat it, or we just go shower together."

"Of course, the hottest time was cumming on Anna’s face, and then Linda went to lick her face and eat it."

Abigail said with a pure look, "I just ate a little too. It had no taste. Why go out of the way to eat it."

"Fool, it’s more stimulating that way!!"

Ryan saw her confused look, as if she could not figure out where the stimulation was.

Well, after all, before this she had a lesbian mindset. She had no research or understanding of men’s things at all. The road of training was still long and far.

The showerhead’s steam filled the room. The small hotel bathroom had limited space.

After brushing their teeth, the two squeezed together and hugged each other, smearing shower gel on one another. She was so clumsy yet completely serious.

A lingering tongue kiss, plus the man’s caresses and teasing, made Abigail almost completely weak.

Ryan’s hand reached between her legs. She slightly parted them and shyly cooperated with the man’s movements. Those fingers played like a devil, making her unable to control her moans.

"Darling... next time, I’ll also try eating semen. Would that make you happy!!"

In a daze, pleasure and confusion made Abigail understand this reasoning. Ryan roughly wiped their bodies casually with a towel and carried her back to the bed.

Then he lowered his head and sucked her sensitive little nipples. One hand parted her legs and teased the sensitive vulva that had just been broken. The other hand inserted into her mouth, fingers lewdly playing with her soft tender tongue. Abigail, like during the blowjob, held and sucked them, her tender tongue teasingly licking the man’s fingers.

Under this kind of entanglement, Abigail moaned and welcomed a small orgasm, her face full of satisfied flush.

"You really know how to play with women... no worse than my mom!"

After resting, Abigail made a shameful evaluation.

At this moment she was lying prone. The perfect curve of her back, the length and straightness of her legs, the roundness and perkiness of her beautiful butt. The temptation of every place could be said to be brought to the extreme.

Ryan lay on her butt, biting with his teeth while licking her snow-white, soft buttocks in a dirty way.

One hand parted her buttocks, revealing that adorable, charming area, and the shy, charming pink rosebud.

His finger gently stroked the rosebud, and Ryan laughed dirtily, "I haven’t even gone down on you yet and you already came..."

"I don’t know, I didn’t even know I was that sensitive."

Abigail moaned, twisting her butt shyly to avoid the man’s finger, "Don’t touch me there..."

Ryan asked lustfully, "Has your mom ever licked you there..."

"No way, at most she’s touched it with her hand!!!"

Abigail shyly clamped her legs together, no longer letting the man play with that shy place.

"So you’ve never licked her either???"

Ryan kept pressing!!!

"That place is so dirty, how come you’re such a pervert."

Abigail gave him a charming sideways glance, then asked, "Has anyone licked you??"

Seeing her innocent, slightly surprised look, Ryan liked her more and more, and laughed dirtily, "Every one of my women has licked me."

"I, I don’t believe it, every one of them is as proud as a peacock."

Abigail had a look on her face like don’t try to fool me.

"Hehe, next time I’ll let you see for yourself!!"

Ryan had a bad idea in mind, and tested the waters, "How about we make a bet."

"Bet on what?"

"If there is, then you have to lick me, and come to bed with them to keep me company. If I’m lying, I’ll lick you..."

"Tsk, fine, let’s bet, I just don’t believe it!!!"

After a morning of lovey-dovey intimacy, Abigail was like a young girl just awakening to love, chirping with curiosity about everything, clinging to Ryan with endless things to say.

That real feeling of being in love let both of them feel a hard-to-describe happiness, and their hearts drew even closer.

It was only at noon that the two checked out and left the hotel together. Ryan gave her the key to the BMW motorcycle, "You can ride the bike at the bar entrance."

"Okay!!!"

Abigail took it without being polite, and said with a grin, "I already sold my bike, so it’s good to have something to get around with."

She thought it was just an ordinary scooter and accepted it happily. Ryan was too lazy to explain.

Abigail was going back to discuss things with her aunt Meher. Just thinking that her aunt’s illness could be cured made her incredibly happy, though she still walked a little unsteadily.

To give money away, he not only had to find a good excuse, but also the right timing. Ryan began seriously thinking about this problem.

Layla’s matter was also a lesson. Her understanding was limited and she had little concept of money. Giving her a branded bag seemed to have little effect.

Money, this thing, getting it and being able to fully control it are completely different matters.

Although the money offensive was invincible, he still had to properly assess the situation, otherwise it might backfire and scare them all.

And Ryan had figured out the rules for raising favorability. From 0 to 90 was easy. Generally speaking, as long as he put in some effort plus the evil power of money, it could easily be reached.

But 90 was a critical point. After passing this point, raising it became very difficult, even if you crazily threw money at it, it was the same.

You had to cater to their likes, and put thought into how to spend money most effectively. This was quite a course in itself.

At night he received a call from Abigail. On the other end of the phone she said shyly, "Ryan, my mom wants to see you!!!"