Kook’s hands slid down and gripped Tae’s fat ass hard, fingers sinking into the soft flesh as he pulled her flush against him. Their chests pressed together, her cum-smeared tits against his hard muscles, his still-messy cock trapped between their stomachs. He kissed her deep and hungry, tongue sliding into her mouth like he couldn’t get enough of the taste of himself on her lips.

Tae moaned into the kiss, arms wrapping around his neck, holding on just as tightly. Their bodies stayed locked together, breathing the same air, lips moving wet and desperate.