Betty didn't respond as her body began to sink down.
Suddenly, her descent halted and her body shuddered slightly.
At that moment, I knew Michael's tip had made contact with her.
My heart clenched.
Was I about to witness Betty and Michael unite once again?
Michael's words had always stirred something within me.
There she was, in her formal attire, lowering herself onto Michael.
She even took the initiative, grasping his shaft and guiding herself down.
This act of taking charge was Michael's favorite, yet it was something I found unbearable.
I would have preferred it if she were coerced, passive in the act.
I picked up my phone, my palms sweaty, fingers trembling as I fumbled to unlock the screen.
On the screen, Betty was biting down hard, her cheeks puffed as if bracing herself to welcome the formidable size beneath her...
As I hesitated with my phone in hand, Betty's moan suddenly pierced through the earpiece.