Touch Therapy: Where Hands Go, Bodies Beg

Joon-ho pulled Madam Seo up off his lap just long enough to flip her around, pushing her down so her chest hit the massage table, ass raised high.She let out a needy laugh, arching her back immediately, offering herself.

"Oh god, yes— just like that. Make me feel it all the way up—"

Joon-ho lined up behind her, sliding his cock along her slick folds. Madam Seo shivered, whining low in her throat. Then he drove in, one powerful thrust, burying himself to the hilt.

Her mouth dropped open on a strangled scream. "Oh fuck—! Yes, yes, right there—"

He grabbed her hips and started pounding into her, each thrust slamming her forward.Her eyes rolled back. Drool gathered at the corner of her mouth. Her tits swung beneath her with every snap of his hips.

"Oh—god—!" she choked out, voice breaking into high little sobs. "You're— you're hitting so deep— it's like— my womb— oh fuck, my womb is coming down to kiss your cock!"

Joon-ho grunted, slamming into her harder. "Yeah? This what you needed? Your precious little womb stuffed full over and over—"

"Yes!" she wailed. "God yes, fuck me there! Make me ache, make me— ngh— make me never forget how you ruin me—"

Off to the side, Harin was trembling. Her hand worked furiously under her skirt, panties shoved aside. Her pussy was soaked, slick noises filling the quiet gaps between Madam Seo's desperate cries.

She couldn't stop herself. Every filthy word from Madam Seo's mouth went straight to her core, lighting her nerves on fire.

"Watching, sweet little Harin?" Madam Seo gasped, twisting her head to look back even as Joon-ho fucked her harder. Her eyes were wild, half-lidded. "He's so deep inside me— stretching me— can you hear how wet I am for him? How he slams right against my womb like it belongs to him—"

Harin moaned, fingers pressing harder. Her own orgasm built too fast, too sharp. She tried to hold it off, but Madam Seo's next words shattered her.

"I want to watch him do this to you, sweet thing. Feel his cock while I kiss you— see your pretty face when he fills your pussy like he's filling mine—"

Harin came with a broken sob, thighs shaking. Her vision blurred with tears of overstimulation.

"Oh fuck—" Joon-ho's voice dropped to a rough growl. His hips stuttered, and then he drove in deep, grinding against Madam Seo's ass. She let out a long, warbling moan, her whole body shuddering.

"Ohh— god— I can feel it— filling me— so hot, so much—!"She came again, clenching around him, juices spilling down her thighs, the table creaking under them both.

As they both sagged, breathless, Madam Seo's hand reached for Harin. She pulled her closer by the wrist, eyes dark with something hungry.

"Don't be shy now, baby," Madam Seo whispered. She leaned in and kissed Harin deeply, tongue sliding past her lips, tasting the salty edge of tears and sweat.

Then her hands moved down, tugging at Harin's blouse, popping buttons open.In seconds Harin stood bare to the waist, nipples hard. Madam Seo slid a hand between her thighs, making Harin gasp as her fingers brushed slick folds.

"So wet still. You're ready for him already, aren't you?"

Harin's head dropped back on a helpless moan. "I— I don't know— I just—"

"She's perfect," Madam Seo told Joon-ho with a breathless laugh. Her eyes glittered. "Come fuck her. Right now. I want to see how you break her in."

Harin was still dizzy from her first orgasm, body limp, dreamy.She didn't resist at all when Madam Seo spread her legs wider on the edge of the table — holding her open, presenting her dripping pussy for Joon-ho.