Chapter 154 Mom, what are you doing? Ouch... Part2 R18

Michael clutched the back of his head as he stood up, sucking in a sharp breath of air—it was clear he was dazed.

In moments of panic, people often exhibit strength they normally don't possess.

The usually frail Betty, in her urgency, had managed to kick Michael so far away.

"Are you okay?" she asked, her voice now free of any reproach, filled only with concern.

After all, Michael had recently suffered a head injury, and the back of the head is particularly vulnerable.

"Ouch..." Michael groaned, holding the back of his head as Betty helped him to the bed.

Throughout this ordeal, his penis remained exposed, now completely flaccid due to the pain, coated with a thick layer of love fluids—a mix of Michael's seminal fluid and Betty's vaginal secretions.

As Betty moved him, she couldn't help but notice his penis, still wet with her fluids, which made her cheeks flush with a renewed blush.