At that moment, Ryan's phone rang. He picked it up and saw a video call request. Lyla's sweet voice came through:
"Ryan, I've finished my work and am leaving the sales office. Where are you? I want to see you."
Ryan pointed the camera at Yana's crotch. Yana noticed and trembled. If it were anyone else, she wouldn't want to be seen like this.
But hearing Lyla's voice, she felt relieved. She even showed off, sucking his cock passionately and caressing his balls with her small hand.
Driven by competition and their recent private chats, Yana and Lyla had formed a green tea alliance, discovering they shared similar ideas and opinions.
Though they were once rivals, they now felt like they'd met too late. So Yana didn't mind anymore.
"I'm at Yana's place. The address is..."
Ryan licked his lips, his voice hoarse. "Come over directly. The three of us will have dinner together later."
"Okay!"