The next morning dawned bright and crisp, the kind of day that promised normalcy in the upscale neighborhood. Jeon Jungkook pulled up to Minho and Sana’s home in his sleek black Mercedes, his mind buzzing with the filthy revelations from the night before. He’d barely slept, replaying Tae’s stream in his head—her fat pink pussy spread wide, those massive tits bouncing as she fucked herself for tips. His cock had been rock hard all night, and now, stepping out in his fitted button-down and slacks that hugged his muscled thighs, he adjusted himself discreetly. Today was the day he’d confront his little slutty obsession.

Minho greeted him at the door with a firm handshake and a grin. “Kook! Glad you could make it for breakfast. Sana’s whipping up her famous pancakes.” Sana poked her head out from the kitchen, waving cheerfully. “Come on in, Uncle Kook! Tae’s just coming down.”