"Ah..." Ethan let out a soft groan, savoring the tight sensation of Seo-ah's pussy enveloping his cock.
Every centimeter of her wet, scorching hole pulsed and molded itself around him, as if her body refused to let him escape.
He looked down.
Seo-ah was bent forward, her back arched in a sensual curve, her ass raised and offered to him like a gift meant just for his eyes.
Her hands, open and trembling, pressed against the wet marble of the bathroom wall, while her long, silky black hair—typical of a Korean woman—spilled over her delicate shoulders and cascaded down her slender back.
Ethan's eyes traced every sensual curve of that body, gliding from her slim waist down to her hips, which flared out generously before giving way to the plump, full, perfect orbs of her butt. Two globes of white porcelain that seemed to glow beneath the falling shower water.
