Michael spread Betty's legs wide enough to reveal her plump labia, which caught his gaze. He didn't stop there; instead, he continued by curling Betty's legs back to the position they were in just monts before, only this ti, her legs were apart.
As Michael parted Betty's legs, his actions were far from gentle, becoming forceful and overt. This was no longer a secret... Perhaps Betty clung to a last shred of hope, hoping Michael would, like the night before, rely lick her briefly, just insert his fingers, just penetrate her with his sen.
At this mont, watching Betty through the video, I was undoubtedly furious. Why did Betty still pretend to sleep? Even if she woke up now and simply said "no," all of this might stop. Was the intense stimulation Michael provided too much for her to let go? It was a profound contradiction.
After positioning Betty, Michael brought his face close to her vulva, the closer proximity necessary to see clearly in the dark night. He greedily inhaled the scent of her feminine pheromones.
This ti, the little wolf didn't sniff for long. After about ten seconds, Michael dove in, covering Betty's vulva with his mouth.
Caught off guard while pretending to sleep, Betty didn't expect Michael to perform oral sex so swiftly, causing her to let out a soft moan.
"Ah..." The moan barely escaped Betty's lips before she forcibly silenced herself, then bit her lip, enduring the intense stimulation from her vulva.
Perhaps Betty thought her moan was faint, but both Michael and I heard it clearly.
"Slurp, smack, smack," Michael finally didn't have to be cautious. He vigorously tasted and sucked on Betty's labia, pulling the plump lips into his mouth.
Betty, who had never experienced such sensations, struggled to handle the stimulation and teasing. Michael's actions were undeniably eroding her last bits of consciousness and reason.
After sucking for a while, Michael let go of Betty's legs. Initially, Betty tried to close her legs forcefully, but Michael could feel that her legs no longer resisted. Indeed, when Michael released her legs, Betty didn't close them as I had imagined.
Instead, she slightly parted them further, allowing her labia to open more, giving Michael's lips and tongue deeper access.
Betty's subtle movent was sothing Michael couldn't notice, but I, overseeing everything through surveillance equipnt, clearly saw it.
Seeing Betty's slight movent, I knew that she was gradually getting lost and succumbing.
If initially Betty was mostly resisting with a bit of compliance, now it seed she was more compliant than resistant.
The intense stimulation from her lower body, coupled with the growing sexual desire, was steadily reducing her inner resistance and rationality.
Having freed his hands, Michael beca even more adept. He vigorously sucked and licked Betty's labia while cautiously slipping off his own sleep pants and underwear.
At this mont, Betty was passively enjoying the special service Michael provided, completely unaware of the danger she was in as Michael had already stripped down, revealing his "ultimate weapon" which Betty was oblivious to.
Michael quickly shed his pants and underwear, revealing his long-erect, thick penis, the tip glistening with pre-ejaculate, clearly ready for penetration. He flaunted his skills by licking Betty's pussy, seemingly to ensure maximum lubrication for easier penetration soon.
Betty, passively enjoying the attention, was unaware of the great danger she was in.
After attending to Betty's pussy, Michael moved to her anus, and as he licked, Betty's toes curled secretly against the bedsheet, creating subtle wrinkles. Feeling it was about ti, Michael slowly transitioned from Betty's pussy and anus, moving up along her pubic hair.
Michael licked up to Betty's lower abdon, her navel, and then slowly up to her breasts and nipples. As he licked his way up, Michael's lower body and hips gradually moved closer to Betty's pelvis, his large and imposing penis inching closer to Betty's pussy.
"Betty, open your eyes, hurry..." Although it was all too late, and I knew stopping it was impossible, I still hoped none of this would happen, that Betty would remain my Betty, belonging only to .
At this mont, my fists were clenched tightly, palms sweaty, fingernails digging into my palms, but I was indifferent to the usual piercing pain.
Michael lingered on Betty's nipples and breasts for a long ti. Due to his height, he maintained a bent posture, which wasn't quite comfortable enough for him to smoothly penetrate Betty's vagina. After attending to Betty's breasts, he slowly moved up along her collarbone, finally reaching her chin.
Michael gently sucked on Betty's pointed chin, his lower body moving upward, his penis finally coming close to Betty's pussy. Betty was unaware that Michael had moved up, nor did she know that he was completely naked, his "big gun" now fully exposed. Michael's upward movent hadn't touched Betty's legs, so she was still unaware of his nakedness below.
Feeling almost ready, Michael began to stroke Betty's pussy with his fingers, his lips moving across her neck, collarbone, and chin. After coating his fingers with Betty's fluids, he sared it onto his penis, perhaps fearing it wasn't lubricated enough, which could cause friction and discomfort during penetration.
This was Michael's first ti, so his preparations were sowhat excessive.
If the woman wasn't my beloved wife, I might have felt anxious for Michael, all his efforts seemingly in vain. A dry penis isn't a concern as long as the woman's vagina is sufficiently lubricated.
Every ti Michael's fingers delved into Betty's vagina, her legs, spread on either side, trembled slightly. At this mont, she might have been on the brink of an orgasm without penetration.
After a while, once Michael had coated his entire penis with Betty's fluids, he began to inch his hips closer to her. Given Michael's broad hips, as he moved closer, Betty's legs inevitably ca into contact with his hips or thighs.
As Michael's hips moved, nearing Betty's vagina, he finally touched the inside of Betty's thighs. At this point, Betty sensed that Michael's lower body was bare, his pants sohow completely removed without her noticing. Betty realized the danger she was in, knowing she was just a step away from losing her virginity.
As Michael's lips moved up to find Betty's lips, he also guided his penis with one hand, positioning the tip at the entrance of Betty's vagina.
When Michael's tip pressed against Betty's labia and his lips t hers, Betty could no longer hold back. She fought against the physical pleasure and need, forcing her eyes open. Michael, too, opened his eyes as their lips t.
Their eyes locked, and at that mont, Michael's tip was poised at the entrance of Betty's vagina. With just a slight thrust forward, his penis could penetrate Betty's vagina, even just a little, and take her virginity.
At that mont, both of them froze. Michael was dumbstruck; deep down, he had hoped Betty would continue to feign sleep, allowing him to fulfill his desires under her tacit consent and slowly savor her body. He hadn't anticipated that at the last mont, Betty would open her eyes and drop the act. Fear, panic, and a trace of relief flickered through Betty's eyes.
Michael's eyes also showed a hint of panic because, seeing Betty open her eyes, he didn't know what to do next. Should he imdiately penetrate her?
Or should he pull back, get off her, and brace himself for Betty's reprimand?
In the video, the two stared into each other's eyes, their lips and genitals connected—an eerie and sensual tableau. At this mont, I too was on edge. Whether Betty's purity would be preserved hinged on a single thought from either Betty or Michael...
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