Sponsor System: Harem With Infinite Money-Chapter 85: Threesome

"Lick it well—I’m checking some data," Ryan ordered as he emitted a deep, satisfied hum.

Rewarding Lyla’s efforts, he gently stroked her head before picking up his phone. Just moments earlier, the system’s prompt had sounded:

"Ding… Newbie benefit released: Within one week, collect two ’licking dogs’ with a favorability rating of 95 (the passing mark) and have threesome with them."

"Unlimited Money APP, transfer function unlocked."

This unexpected surprise meant that the transfer function was finally within reach—being able to spend money directly was far more satisfying than the headache of devising excuses for consumption.

A wave of blissful pleasure washed over Ryan as Lyla’s soft, warm, and moist tongue moved in a slow, tantalizing rhythm around his sensitive cock.

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Lyla had even tied her hair up so that Ryan could clearly see her face—completely intoxicated as she devoted herself to pleasuring his enormous manhood.

Ryan responded with a comfortable hum. Setting his phone aside to fully enjoy the oral service provided by the campus beauty, he reached out and slid his hand into her collar.

Prepared in advance, Lyla wasn’t wearing a constraining bra—only a strapless top—and as it slipped downward, her pair of soft, elastic C-cup breasts fell invitingly into his hand.

As Ryan idly played with her breasts, he breathily commanded, "Take it in…"

His cock, already rock hard in her small mouth, was met by Lyla obediently parting her cherry-red lips; she sucked on his glans for a few moments before beginning a gentle, rhythmic thrust.

While enjoying the tender pleasure provided by her mouth and the feel of her supple breasts in his hand, Ryan’s mind drifted to the system’s task.

The mission was set for one week, and at present he had four binding targets: Yana, Lily, Yasmin, and Lyla.

The combination involving the the sisters was to be passed over—indeed, any pairing including Lily was not worth the effort.

Yasmin, although she had already been intimate with him, only maintained a favorability of 70, making her improvement rather challenging.

Moreover, when alone, she might be overtly seductive under the influence of alcohol but would revert to her reserved, proper self when sober.

Convincing her—a teacher and student—would be a monumental task, so she wasn’t worth investing in further.

In contrast, Yana already stood at a favorability of 95 and Lyla at 92, making them the most ideal combination.

Lyla was only 3 points away from the passing mark, and their recent frequent encounters—each secretly competing with the other—could be exploited to complete the threesome mission.

Lyla continued to lick him vigorously. At that moment, footsteps echoed nearby. Glancing briefly in their direction, she did not stop her actions; if anything, her oral motions became even more lascivious.

The alluring figure approaching was Yana herself—a woman whose sinuous, top-tier physique was hard to miss.

For a moment, Yana hesitated in surprise, then smiled broadly and walked over.

"Ryan, Yammir mentioned he’s hungry too. Let’s go have a meal together."

"Alright, just a moment," Ryan replied with another contented hum.

Originally, Ryan had planned to replicate the encounter he’d once had with Talia, but he hesitated—after all, Yana was a proud and high-spirited woman.

Unexpectedly, Yana’s smile turned seductive as she glanced at Lyla and remarked, "Lyla, your way of apologizing is very special, I think Brother Ryan must really love it."

Seeing that Yana was not angry but rather magnanimous in her demeanor, the provocatively defiant Lyla felt somewhat at a loss. She said nothing, instead keeping her eyes fixed on Ryan as she continued her rhythmic motions.

Then, with practiced ease, Yana sat close to Ryan, her body leaning against his as she smiled seductively. "Brother Ryan, look at Lyla—her little nose is all sweaty from all that hard work,"

"Yammir is still waiting, so we shouldn’t keep him waiting too long," Yana added, her voice sultry as she seductively licked Ryan’s ear.

"I just want to help out—I was worried Lyla might mind."

Lyla, with Ryan’s cock still in her mouth, snorted softly and replied, "Do as you please… I don’t mind."

Observing Yana’s nonchalant manner, Ryan felt that any hesitation would only dampen his own excitement—and he was now thoroughly caught in this enticing trap. Embracing the situation openly, he allowed the events to unfold.

"Brother Ryan, hurry and cum—don’t tire Lyla out," Yana coaxed. Without waiting any longer, she knelt before him, her face alight with confident, radiant pleasure.

Drawing near until her head nearly touched Lyla’s, Yana began kissing Ryan’s testicles, her tender tongue extending to lick them seductively.

A soft "Ah…" escaped Ryan as he moaned in pleasure. Not to be outdone, Lyla intensified her efforts—sucking more firmly and moving faster to swallow his cock, even as it occasionally pushed uncomfortably past her throat.

She was deep-throating now; her nose brushed against his lower abdomen several times. Recalling her previous experience with Talia, Lyla felt less resistance this time and was determined not to let Yana gain the upper hand.

Yana, watching Ryan caress Lyla’s breast with one hand, responded with a dreamy moan of her own. With passion in her eyes, she reached for Ryan’s other hand and pulled it toward her.

Ryan promptly inserted his hand, roughly pushing aside the protective fabric of her strapless top, and began to fondle her perfect D-cup breasts. In terms of size, Yana’s were clearly a notch larger, but each woman’s touch provided its own unique pleasure.

Having already savored the exquisite feel of Yasmin’s ample bosom on a previous occasion, Ryan wasn’t overly concerned with comparisons—both sensations were superb.

With his hands roaming over their beautiful breasts, and between his thighs on his left and right, Lyla continued to pleasure his cock with expert oral skill, while the other Yana, focused on licking around his testicles and the base of his shaft.

Their soft, rhythmic panting filled the air with the sound of unbridled lust.

As the intense stimulation built, Ryan’s voice grew hoarse.

"Ah… Lyla, hurry up… I’m about to cum!" he roared, his heavy panting growing more desperate as his vision began to blur from overwhelming pleasure.

Both women sensed his imminent climax; Ryan’s grip on their breasts tightened, even as it began to verge on painful.

Yet neither cried out, instead, they accelerated their ministrations. In perfect unison, their small hands slipped under Ryan’s clothing, each stroking one of his testicles with practiced ease.

Under such relentless stimulation, Ryan’s vision darkened and he let out a long, guttural cry. His cum erupted forcefully, its heat pressing against Lyla’s throat as it sprayed out.

Although Lyla had experienced oral sex before and had mentally prepared herself for such intensity, she had never encountered the overwhelming experience of being "blown" and forced to swallow cum, especially as Ryan thrust himself so deeply in his final surges, the force almost more than she could bear.