Two months had flown by in a whirlwind of forbidden ecstasy for Tae and Jungkook. What started as “fertility treatments” in his home clinic had spiraled into a full-blown secret affair, their encounters growing bolder and more insatiable with each passing day. Mornings in the shower while Minho made breakfast downstairs, quickies in the car during “errands,” stolen afternoons at Jungkook’s estate where he’d bend her over every surface—fucking her raw, breeding her deep, his thick cock claiming her pussy and ass over and over. Tae had become addicted to the risk, the taboo thrill of cheating on her sweet husband with his own father, her body constantly humming from the loads he’d pump into her. Minho remained blissfully ignorant, attributing her glowing skin and heightened libido to his dad’s “expert” protocols. “You’re looking so radiant, baby,” he’d say, fucking her gently at night, never suspecting the cum he churned inside her was often mixed with Jungkook’s potent seed.