In the fitting room, the air was thick with the smell of sex and sweat, the giant mirror smeared with handprints and fog from their heavy breaths. Koo’s wedding dress— the tiny, slutty one Tae had picked—was a total mess: bodice yanked down with her fat tits still spilling out, skirt hiked up and stained with streaks of cum and her juices, lace edges frayed where he’d gripped too hard. She panted against the glass, pussy still twitching from the back-to-back orgasms, Tae’s thick load leaking down her thighs and dripping onto the hem.

Tae pulled out slow, his cock slick and shiny, a string of cum connecting them for a second before breaking. He smirked, tucking himself back into his jeans and zipping up casual, like he hadn’t just wrecked her in bridal white.