One evening her parents invited grandpa Kook over for dinner thinking the poor old man must be lonely everyday, oblivious to the fact that their daughter keeps his cock warm all the time.

The porcelain clink of Mina's best china filled the dining room as Sehun passed Jungkook the kimchi with a smile. "Your garden vegetables really elevate the stew, ahjussi," he said, blissfully unaware of the old man's wrinkled fingers disappearing beneath the table—buried wrist-deep in his daughter's dripping cunt. Tae's pinky nail dug crescent moons into Jungkook's thigh as his thumb circled her swollen clit, her thighs trembling against the chair.