Chapter 083 It was unlocked Part 2 R18

Betty lay sprawled on the bed, her fingers curled around the sheets, her gaze fixed on the ceiling, her body a mix of tension and anticipation. Her cheeks were flushed, a delicate pink that stood out even under the dim glow of the night vision camera.

Michael lingered in the doorway, his silhouette framed by the faint hallway light, indecision written all over his face. Should he step in, or retreat and close the door behind him?

From where he stood, Michael could see the delicate outline of Betty's new underwear, barely concealed beneath her translucent white nightgown. The shape of her bra was just discernible, hinting at the contours of her body beneath.

Betty's breaths were deep and deliberate, her chest rising and falling with each breath, her breasts gently swaying, almost as if they were silently calling to Michael, urging him closer.