Over the next couple of weeks, Tae and Kook fucked like absolute animals—whenever, wherever they could steal a moment. Morning “gardening” turned into bent-over fence fucks. Afternoon “borrowing sugar” became quickies on Kook’s kitchen counter. Evenings when Junho was deep in work calls, Tae would sneak next door and ride Kook’s cock until her legs gave out. They were horny teenagers in adult bodies—raw, reckless, addicted. She’d text him “back door’s open” and he’d be inside her within minutes. She was leaking his cum more often than not, and she fucking loved it.

One particular morning, Junho was still sleeping deeply after a late-night deadline. Tae felt extra filthy. She slipped into the shower, turned the water hot, and put on a slutty playlist—low bass, explicit lyrics about getting fucked hard. She danced naked under the spray, soaping her big tits slowly, pinching her nipples, then sliding soapy hands between her thighs, rubbing her fat pink pussy while shaking her juicy ass to the beat.