The laundry room was sweltering, the heat of the dryers filling the air with the thick scent of soap, sweat, and steam. Piles of baskets, sheets, and uniforms were stacked high. And in the middle of it all — Tae, bent over a basket, her ass arched high, apron barely hanging on her shoulders.

Two inmates had her already. One behind, slamming into her soaked pussy; the other in front, forcing his cock down her throat until drool poured out, dripping onto the laundry at her knees.