The first sensation was the deep, rhythmic throb radiating from Tae’s core—a dull ache that pulsed through her pussy and echoed in her stretched asshole. Then came the weight; heavy limbs pinning her down, trapping her limbs.
She blinked blearily, the harsh morning light slicing through the blinds onto Jungkook’s bare shoulder pressed against her cheek. Her eyes drifted down.






















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