Down the hall, in Jeongguk's dark room, the air smelled like sex and expensive wood. Mimi was sitting on Jeongguk's lap in a big leather chair, facing him. Her robe was on the floor. Her full breasts moved with each slow, deep movement.
Jeongguk's rough hands held her hips tightly, guiding her. His penis, which was thick for an old man, was deep inside her.






















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