Betty's hands didn't reach for Michael's penis; instead, she grabbed a corner of the blanket on her body.
Lifting the corner of the blanket, she slowly covered Michael's face, making sure to leave a small gap for him to breathe.
With Michael's face covered, Betty's expression relaxed significantly.
She took a deep breath, then reached out her hands again, letting the blanket slide off her body.
Betty's voluptuous and alluring body was now exposed to the air, but Michael, with his face hidden, could see nothing.
He knew Betty was shy, so he stayed still, covered by the blanket, his lower body exposed with his erect penis standing boldly, unashamed.
Betty gazed at the large penis with a complex look in her eyes.
This was the first time she had seen Michael's penis so clearly, unlike the fleeting glimpse in the bathroom or that traumatic night.