Chapter 234 What are you doing... Part4 R18

Michael's breath quickened, his chest heaving with a mix of exertion and arousal as he glimpsed Betty's breasts reacting to the stimulation.

Betty, seemingly reluctant to face Michael, turned her head away, burying her face into the back of the couch.

With one hand steadying the leg he had hoisted onto his shoulder, and the other grasping Betty's nearest breast, Michael resumed his thrusts.

This position, though unconventional and rarely used, offered a unique sensation.

Betty's one leg rested on the couch while the other was draped over Michael's shoulder, her legs splayed wide, revealing everything.

The absence of any barrier between their hips allowed Michael to plunge deeply with each thrust, leaving no space unexplored.

The sound of their bodies meeting was a dull thud, the absence of any slapping noise only emphasizing the wet, muffled sounds of their union.