The stall door crashed open. Jung stood there, face purple with rage. "YOU LYING WHORE!" Choi whipped around, zipping his slacks with a smirk. Jung shoved past him, grabbing Koo's hair. "Told me I owned this cunt!" He tore her away from Choi, slamming her against the stall wall.

Koo gasped, eyes wide. "Jung—" His hand cracked across her face. "SHUT UP!" Jung ripped her legs apart, fingers plunging into her wetness. "Still dripping Choi?!" He shoved his fingers deeper, twisting brutally. Koo cried out, hips bucking. "AND HAN?!" Jung roared, pinching her clit viciously. "FUCKING THE JANITOR?!" Choi laughed coldly. "She was begging for it." Jung spat on Koo's face. "Filthy office mattress!" He dragged her onto the filthy floor. "You want cock? You'll swallow everyone!"