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... s of flesh colliding echoed through my headset, each thump striking deep into my heart.
On the screen, Betty lay on the couch, her body bent by Michael, rocking back and forth, her back grinding against the couch cushions.
Michael had Betty's legs hoisted over his shoulders, his hands gripping her breasts, his hips continuously slamming into the juncture of her thighs and buttocks, creating a squelching sound of wet friction that audibly revealed the extent of their arousal.
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