Joon stood over Koo on his bed, his cock still twitching from the finger-fuck he’d just given her, her cum-soaked pussy leaking even more now, mixing with the father-son loads inside her. She lay there panting, tits heaving, white skin flushed, pink lips parted like she was begging for round two. But Joon’s face was a storm—rage, lust, disgust all twisted together. “Look at you, whore… cumming from my fingers in your sloppy hole. Filled with my dad’s cum and mine. Disgusting.”

Koo bit her lip, eyes hooded. “Mmm… but it felt so good, Joon. Your fingers are magic… thick like your cock.”