Lust System: Harem In Two Different Timelines-Chapter 82: Misty

However, Yasin had no intention of letting Lena off the hook!

Listening to the groveling, simpering tone of Keith on the phone, Yasin felt an overwhelming sense of satisfaction.

The thrill of stealing another man’s woman filled Yasin with ecstasy!

He had even grown addicted to the excitement and sense of accomplishment that came with these illicit affairs.

Under the assault of this wicked desire, Yasin’s cock swelled even larger, making him feel as though he were brimming with boundless energy. Holding Lena’s delicate feet, he lifted her high and thrust into her dripping pussy with wild abandon.

"Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!~~~"

The sound of Lena’s pale, plump ass slapping against Yasin’s thighs was powerful and crisp. Lena bit her lip, her entire body weak as she clung tightly to Yasin’s neck.

"Ah!~~ Ah!~~ Ugh!~~ I can’t take it anymore!~~ Hah~~ Hah~~ My slutty pussy feels like it’s on fire!~~ Master!~~ I can’t anymore!~~ My cunt is being fucked inside out!~~ Hah~~ Hah~~"

Lena screamed, gasped, and begged Yasin between moans.

But the more she pleaded, the harder and more relentless Yasin’s cock became, showing no signs of climaxing.

Lena, aren’t you supposed to be so noble?

Aren’t you supposed to be so elegant?

Aren’t you the one all men dream of, the one they worship?

Well, now I’m going to fuck you until you beg me like a bitch!!

"Lena!~~ Lena!~~ Are you in there?~~"

Just then, a sweet, soft woman’s voice came from outside the restroom, growing closer and closer.

The sound of high heels clicking against the floor seemed to be right at the door. freёweɓnovel.com

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"It’s Misty!" Hearing the woman’s voice, Lena, who had been completely subdued under Yasin’s dominance, suddenly regained a sliver of clarity.

The restroom door wasn’t locked—anyone could walk in at any moment!

And from the sound of it, Misty was already right outside!

If Misty were to see her in the restroom, wildly cheating with Vivian Sinclair’s 12-year-old son, she would be ruined!!

Lena Whitmore panicked, clinging to Yasin. Even now, she couldn’t bear to separate from his cock, her twitching cunt still greedily sucking on it, her soft folds writhing around his shaft.

A wicked smirk curled Yasin’s lips as a devious idea flashed through his mind.

Holding Lena, he turned and entered one of the restroom stalls, closing the door behind them.

The women’s restroom had three stalls, each with a toilet to block the view, though they provided almost no soundproofing.

Shortly after the two entered the stall, the sound of the restroom door opening echoed.

Misty walked in curiously, glancing at Lena’s phone on the sink before asking cautiously again, "Lena? Are you here?"

"Mmm~~ I~~ I’m here~~ I’m using the toilet~~ Mmm~~"

From inside the stall came Lena’s muffled, restrained voice.

Inside the stall, Yasin had pressed Lena against the door, gripping her plump ass as he gently thrust in and out of her dripping pussy.

With each slow stroke, Lena’s cunt gradually regained sensation, waves of pleasure once again flooding her body.

The thought of someone searching for her just outside while she was secretly fooling around with a young boy inside sent an electrifying thrill through her.

"Lena? Are you feeling unwell? Do you need any help? Jack is worried and asked me to check on you."

Misty’s concerned voice carried through the door as she elegantly washed her hands at the sink.

"Oof... why is the floor so wet? It’s so slippery..." Misty nearly lost her balance, her heels sliding on the slick tiles.

Noticing the strange liquid on the sink as well, Misty frowned in distaste.

"What’s wrong with the staff at Kiara’s place? They don’t even clean the restroom properly... why is there water everywhere..."

Yasin continued his slow, deliberate thrusts while peeking through the gap in the stall door to observe the scene outside.

Misty, still complaining about the mess, bent slightly to touch up her makeup in the mirror, her round, perky ass on full display.

Through the mirror’s reflection, Yasin’s gaze was drawn to Misty’s ample cleavage, her generous breasts barely contained by her evening gown.

"Answer her."

Yasin forcefully pried open Lena’s buttocks, thrust them hard twice, and let his entire cock be swallowed deep inside Lena’s pussy, whispering orders in her ear.

"Well! ~~~~Yes~~~Ah! ~~Um! ~~Yes~~My stomach feels a little uncomfortable~~~~Just go to the toilet~~~~It will be fine~~~~Um~~~~Um~~~~I~~~I’m fine~~~Ah!~~ ~No~~~~ Please!~~~I can’t stand it!~~~"

As soon as Lena opened her mouth to speak, Yasin increased his strength once again, and the speed of thrusting began to become faster and faster.

Lena resisted the urge to scream out and responded weakly with breathless moans.

"Lena?"

Misty turned her head curiously and looked at the single room where Lena was. She frowned and asked strangely, "Lena, your voice sounds so strange. Are you in pain? You are gasping for breath so hard... Are you... Are you sick?"

Yasin saw Misty’s puzzled expression through the tiny gap in the door, and an evil arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Misty, ranked second among the top five supermodels, had delicate facial features and a proud figure. Every move she made exuded a unique charm.

If Misty knew that Lena was being fucked while talking to her, who knew what her expression would be.

The feeling of having an affair in the women’s restroom made Yasin both excited and nervous.

Similarly, Lena also heard a hint of doubt in Misty’s tone.

As the sound of high heels rang out, Misty’s voice came closer and closer.

"Lena? Do you need my help? Can I come in? You sound like you are in pain and comfort... Oh~ Damn~ Maybe I’m overthinking it~ Could it be that you and your boyfriend can’t hold it anymore and want to have sex in there? Hahaha... No, your boyfriend just asked me to help him come to the bathroom to check on you..." Misty’s teasing voice sounded outside the single room.

Lena and Misty had always had a good relationship, and during their time in Hollywood, they were even more like best friends.

In private, the two of them often teased each other with dirty jokes.

So, as soon as Misty had this feeling in her heart, she said it out without reservation.

However, although Misty said this, she didn’t think this was possible at all.

How could Lena, the famous Hollywood goddess, have an affair with another man in someone else’s bathroom?

What’s more, Lena’s fiancé Keith was still out there!

"Speaking of your boyfriend, he actually cares about you, Lena. Maybe it’s right for you to leave Keith..."

Now, Yasin and Lena were only separated from Misty by a thin wooden door.

Yasin could even see Misty’s delicate, snow-white and tender feet through the hollow gap under the single room.

Misty wore a pair of crystal-studded high heels today, with a string of crystal anklets tied around her snow-white ankles. Her ankles alone were full of seductive sexiness.

Yasin suddenly felt an inexplicable impulse, and his penis swelled violently. The originally brisk rhythm suddenly became fierce, and the egg-sized glans penetrated deep into Lena’s uterus.

"Huff~~~Huff!~~~Mmm~~~~Huff~~~Huff~~~~"

Lena’s hot breath sprayed on Yasin’s neck. While kissing Yasin’s neck, she suppressed her instinctive moans and said to Misty with a gasp, "It’s okay! Ah! Mmm, I’m really okay! I just feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach! Maybe I had an upset stomach today! Misty, um, what do you think I’m doing? Do you think I’m having an affair in the bathroom?

Hahaha, um! I see you are with your... My husband has been living apart from me for too long, and I’m going crazy wanting to have sex~~Hmm! ~~~Come on, come in! ~~I’m having my pussy filled with a big cock and getting fucked hard! ~~~

Do you want to come in and join me? ~~~~I’m almost there! ~~~~~I’m almost there! ~~~~~I’ll be there soon! ~~~~I want~~~I want to orgasm~~~Mmm~~~How about you take over? ~~~I promise that my man will fuck you to death! ~~~~Mmm! ~~~"

Lena boldly teased Misty in a voice full of seduction.