Harin's voice was a purr wrapped in silk, but her eyes burned with a hunger that stripped away the coyness.
"Oppa…" she cooed, spreading her thighs wide, panties dark and clinging with wetness. Her fingers hooked into the thin fabric and tugged it aside, baring herself completely, the glistening folds catching the lamplight. She rubbed a finger up her slit, gathering slickness, then spread herself wider. Her lips curved, shameless and wicked. "Now it's my turn. Come fill me too."
Joon-ho didn't hesitate. He had just fucked Yura breathless, had just split Min-kyung's ass wide open, and yet the sight of Harin spread so willingly for him made his cock surge hard again. It ached, twitching with renewed life, veins bulging as though demanding another hole to claim.
