Chapter 159 Michael... stop... Part3

After cleansing herself thoroughly, Betty wrapped a towel around her body and stepped out of the bathroom, a look of worry etched across her face.

The clarity of the moment brought with it a wave of regret and concern.

She and Michael were now on a path of no return, and the consequences of their actions, if revealed, were unimaginable.

Her shower had been brief, focused primarily on washing her vaginal area.

Despite multiple rinses, Michael's semen continued to seep out.

Eventually, Betty gave up and, while putting on her underwear, she grabbed a sanitary pad from the vanity—typically used during her periods—to absorb the remaining semen.

Hesitating at the bathroom door, Betty sighed deeply, her emotions tangled.

She returned to grab a pack of wet wipes before heading back to Michael's room.

There, Michael lay on the bed, reliving their recent lovemaking.

His flaccid penis lay across his groin, the dried semen forming a crusty white layer.