It's been many years since I broke up with Takako. Adult Takako and her child self. Looking back on it now, I think she was just being spoiled by Takako. I am now remarried and have a somewhat satisfying life. One day, she happened to meet Takako again. Since her wife was out, she invited Takako to her home. What if she remarried? A flower blooms in a memory story, and it reminds me of the happy days of the past. And the conversation to each other's night story. Takako's husband seems to drink heavily and fall asleep. His expression was dark. He is the same, no sex with her wife. At that time, I had a flashback of the days when I was in love with Takako. The days when we wanted to love each other many times. When I approached Takako and hugged her, she hated it. But I knew that her attitude was not a serious refusal. She took her lips with some force and stimulated her Takako's erogenous zones. Her sensitive reaction was the same as before. A secret part that is so wet that you don't need to caress it. The insertion into Takako for the first time in several years has been very smooth and nasty. We devoured our pleasures in a trance and fell for each other. Takako slowly got up and headed to the bathroom. I hugged and kissed Takako, who was taking a shower.
