They sat there in the car for a long minute, both panting like they’d run a marathon—sweat-slicked skin, windows fogging up from the heat. Tae’s pussy throbbed around his cock, still clenching in little aftershocks, his cum warm and sticky inside her. Kook leaned in, kissing her deep—slow, tongues lazy, tasting the salt of their shared mess.

“Mmm… you feel so good even after,” he murmured against her lips, hand stroking her thigh.