As Betty's hips descended toward Michael's eager erection, he steadied his cock with one hand, thrusting his hips forward.
The tip of his cock, as large as an egg, pressed against the entrance of Betty's vagina, parting her labia instantly.
Lubricated by Betty's abundant secretions and the smooth condom, there was no resistance as Michael's cock slid halfway in with a single thrust.
Betty, already driven wild by Michael's earlier teasing, felt her deep, unspoken desires violently fulfilled as she was filled completely.
The moment was fleeting.
Betty's descent was slow, but her hips were in motion, and Michael's cock, remaining stationary, accurately found its mark.
This required not only preparation and judgment but also a bit of luck.
It was like a shooting competition where the target is moving, not stationary, adding to the challenge.
Yet, Michael achieved it with perfect accuracy.