Chapter 117 With Michael nearly losing himself completely Part1 R18

"Ugh..." As Betty's nasal moan reached my ears, my heart bled anew.

I imagined Michael steadying himself, aiming his erection at Betty's entrance, the tip pressing in.

But what's done is done.

No amount of effort could turn back time.

I've faced everything from breakups to makeups, so what's there for a grown man not to face?

Hearing Betty's moan, I forced my eyes open, perhaps out of sheer stubbornness, and widened them as much as possible.

Reflected in the computer screen, my eyes were as wide as a bull's.

The scene on the screen took me by surprise.

Michael hadn't entered her yet.

Betty's moan was caused by Michael leaning forward, pushing her back against the wall once more.

Caught off guard, she couldn't help but moan.

With her back against the wall, before she could react, Michael withdrew the hand that had been steadying her and reached down between them, gripping his shaft.