Chapter 089 Babe, let me go inside, please? Part 1 R18

The blanket covered Michael and most of Betty's body, hiding Michael's actions and Betty's bashfulness.

At this moment, only Betty's face was visible outside the blanket, her hands clutching it tightly, her expression unseen by anyone but me, who was outside the range of the cameras.

With her disguise removed and no eyes on her, Betty bit her lip repeatedly, exhaling a delicate fragrance, her eyes hazy and occasionally rolling back—a look I had never seen before, indicating she was at the peak of pleasure, stimulated to the extreme.

Michael's skilled oral performance and their forbidden relationship heightened the pleasure in ways I, her husband, could never match.

Betty was lost, whether temporarily or permanently, I couldn't tell, as Michael savored her beneath the blanket.

Underneath, Michael's silhouette subtly changed, suggesting that while pleasuring Betty orally, he was also engaging in other activities.