Chapter 115 Michael, what are you doing? Part3 R18

Betty wiped the corners of her eyes again, then raised one hand to find the shower switch behind her head with practiced ease.

The water stopped, and the room fell silent except for Michael's heavy breathing and the uneven gasps from his exertions.

After caressing Michael's stomach, Betty looked up at him enjoying the softness of her breasts with his eyes closed.

Her hand then moved downward, gliding over his lower abdomen and through the dense, dark red pubic hair, until she slowly grasped his penis.

Although her hand trembled and retracted at first touch, she steadied and firmly held it on her second attempt, beginning to gently knead it.

Michael's breathing changed immediately...

Betty's hands were soft and tender, and being in the shower, they were covered with droplets of water.

Although the feel of her hand was far from that of a vagina, when her warm hand enveloped Michael's penis, he instinctively began thrusting his hips back and forth.