The train rattled, but all Koo heard was her own heartbeat thudding in her ears and the filthy whispers of her men. Her face was still smeared with cum, lips swollen, spit glistening on her chin. People around her stared wide-eyed, phones out, but she only moaned louder, grinding her thighs together.
Han grabbed her arm and yanked her to an empty bench seat.

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