It's been nearly ten years since I divorced Shiori. I met her again after a long time. While we were updating each other on our lives, Shiori made the same gestures she used to when we were together. The expressions she would make when she wanted it. I was thinking the same thing as Shiori right now. I remembered how similar we were in this way. I hugged Shiori, kissed her, and fondled her body. Although Shiori seemed reluctant, I knew she wasn't really resisting. I stimulated her sensitive spots and thrust my rod into her soaked private area…
