Chapter 173: She Was Drunk

After a thorough release, Ryan panted roughly and slowly pulled his cock out of her small mouth.

Abigail, who had been obedient the whole time, immediately lay by the bedside and coughed violently. The semen she had not swallowed dripped to the floor together with her messy saliva, very obscene.

Ryan let out a long breath and quickly went forward to pat her beautiful back, saying somewhat moved:

“Abigail, you’re really too good.”

“I really didn’t expect you could take it so deep…”

Since losing her virginity, strictly speaking this was the first real attempt at oral sex. Abigail was also serving her man this way for the first time.

Who would have thought she would do so well the first time. It was true she was clumsy at first, but she should have watched related porn.

And lesbians were best at oral skills. During the whole process just now, not only was there no tooth sensation at all, she could even deepthroat several times.

Being able to do this the first time made one imagine what kind of wonderful life the future would be. It really made one full of anticipation.

“Wait a moment…”

Abigail covered her mouth uncomfortably. Her eyes were red with blood vessels. Clearly, trying such a high difficulty on the first oral sex was not easy.

She went into the bathroom while coughing. Ryan originally wanted to follow in to apologize and comfort her, but she shyly closed the door.

“I still need to use the toilet…”

The sound of water started in the bathroom. Ryan honestly sat back on the bed. Looking left and right, he picked up a disposable bowl, poured some water into it, and used it as an ashtray.

The post-sex cigarette was really enjoyable. Damn, Abigail was truly a beauty one could not stop wanting. He had not expected her talent to reach this level. This was definitely a surprise.

After finishing one cigarette, Abigail also came out. Her hair was tied up, still completely naked. Her white, delicate body, even her neck, had kiss marks left by the man, very erotic.

She got on the bed and said coquettishly, “Those last few thrusts, you were so rough. I couldn’t even breathe.”

“Sorry baby, that was because it felt too good.”

Ryan hugged her and kissed her. She had definitely rinsed her mouth, so there was no need to worry about bad smell.

After a gentle kiss, Abigail looked at the half-soft cock that still had quite a bit of semen remaining.

She took the initiative to lie down and use her small mouth to clean up afterward. It seemed she had already firmly remembered this matter in her heart.

Ryan let out a comfortable hum. He opened his legs to make it easier for her to lick him clean afterward. His hands naturally could not help but caress her snow-white, smooth body.

Abigail licked him gently and carefully until she was done, then took a wet wipe and wiped him again. After rinsing her mouth, she lay into Ryan’s arms.

Ryan’s hand dishonestly reached up to her breasts. While kneading them, he asked, “What was going on with that photo???”

Abigail said a little shyly, “After you left last night, she still cried nonstop.”

“After we went back to the room, she kept crying hysterically, saying sorry to me, telling me not to hold back and that she could hit or scold her.”

“She also said sorry to my birth mom, sorry to my grandfather, and all that. I finally found a boyfriend, and she went crazy in front of him.”

“She also said she was afraid that after scaring you, you would think we were both lesbian and insane and dump me…”

“She said it was all her fault. She would explain it to you right away. She told me even if I don’t forgive her, not to hate her and so on. She really did not do it on purpose.”

Ryan said speechlessly, “This is pure drunken behavior!!!”

“Her alcohol tolerance really is… now I understand why you were able to succeed with drunk sex. A person like her would never set foot in a bar her whole life.”

Abigail said with a headache, “Yeah. She cried and screamed, and even wanted to kowtow to me to apologize.”

“I barely stopped her, and then she was like that again. She was so hysterical I was afraid the neighbors would call the police, thinking something big had happened here.”

“I got so angry. I said if she really had sincerity to apologize, then she should serve me well once…”

“It’s all because she was crying in the living room. Doing it with you felt awkward. I was afraid of some psychological shadow, and being stuck halfway was very uncomfortable…”

“And… I had just lost my virginity, so it was a bit swollen and painful there. You originally doted on me and said we wouldn’t do it for now, but her making a scene made it start hurting down there again.”

Abigail kissed Ryan’s neck. Her eyes were misty, and she said a little embarrassedly, “I didn’t do it on purpose either. It was just that at the time she was drunk and crying and making a scene.”

“The urban village has no soundproofing at all. With her hysterical like that, I panicked, so I just casually found an excuse.”

Ryan thought for a moment and said softly, “Have you confirmed that you’re a bisexual who likes both men and women?”

“En!”

Abigail’s personality was not to be shy or deliberately deceive. She nodded shyly and said,

“Hubby, after sleeping with you it felt so good. Although the first time hurt too, the climax that followed was very comfortable. It was so intense it completely overturned my understanding.”

“I carefully recalled it again. I feel comfortable things can’t really be compared. When my mom did me, that comfort was very soft, and especially dirty and arousing.”

“When you fucked me, the pleasure was especially intense. The two feelings are not quite the same. There’s no need to compare them.”

Abigail said emotionally, “I’m more lustful and greedy. I can’t bear to give up either. It seems I like both.”

Ryan lay down on her chest. He looked at the snow-white, round beautiful breasts covered with his kiss marks. Even her neck had them, which was especially dirty.

The wonderful pleasure of possession surged in his heart. After thinking for a moment, he lowered his head and gently licked her cleavage, asking, “What about last night? Continue.”

“Last night, my mom was obviously drunk and emotionally agitated. I was taking care of her, and I also lost patience…”

Abigail held the man’s head and said with soft gasps and moans, “I told her to serve me well and make me feel good. Actually, I was just impatient.”

“I didn’t, didn’t expect my mom’s eyes to light up. She told me she was willing, only hoping I wouldn’t become distant from you because of it.”

Abigail said panting. This was even more arousing than that night of coercion.

The first time, she lay there, and Meher took off her clothes and began kissing her. A lingering kiss almost suffocated her.

Then kisses like raindrops went downward: collarbone, beautiful breasts, ribs, lower abdomen, and even when going lower, she did not directly give her oral sex, but kissed her thighs and calves.