"Suck me off."
The command hung in the steamy bathroom air like a death sentence.
Min-jung sat on the edge of the porcelain bathtub, her thick thighs pressed together, her massive breasts still heaving from the kiss that had scrambled her brain. She looked up at Raven through the mess of her dark hair, her eyes—still wet with tears—narrowing into a defiant glare.
"You're disgusting," she spat, her voice trembling despite her attempt at bravado.
Raven didn't respond with words. Instead, he took a step forward, closing the distance between them until his cock—still slick with her mother's ass juice and his own cum—was mere inches from her face.
The smell hit her like a physical force. Musk and sex and something primal that made her stomach clench and her pussy leak despite her disgust.
