Joon-ho shifted his grip, strong hands locking around Ji-hye's waist. With a firm motion, he flipped her forward onto her hands and knees. Her palms pressed against the sheets, shoulders trembling as she steadied herself, her ass raised high, glistening with his cum and her own slick. The raw sight of her spread open, dripping and waiting, made his cock twitch eagerly.
Ji-hye shivered, peeking back over her shoulder with glassy, lust-drunk eyes. The position alone left her feeling exposed, vulnerable, but her body throbbed with anticipation. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, breasts swaying with every breath, nipples stiff and aching.
Joon-ho gripped her hips, lifted them just a little higher, and without hesitation, pressed the head of his cock back against her soaked slit. The swollen folds parted around him with ease, her heat sucking him in greedily.
The first thrust made Ji-hye cry out, her voice higher, louder than before.
