It was many years ago that I broke up with Takako. Takako as an adult and herself as a child. When I think about it now, I think I was just spoiled by Takako. Now that I am remarried, I am living a satisfying life to some extent. One day, I happened to meet Takako again. Since my wife is out, I invited Takako to her home. I wonder if I got married again. Flowers bloom in the memories, reminding me of the fun days of the past. And the conversation goes to each other's night talk. Takako's husband seems to drink deeply and fall asleep. The expression was dark. I am the same, sexless with my wife. At that time, the days I loved Takako a long time ago flashed back. The days when I loved each other many times. When I approached and hugged Takako, she hated it. But I knew that attitude was not a serious refusal. She forcibly robbed her lips and stimulated Takako's erogenous zone. The sensitive reaction hasn't changed. A secret part that is so wet that you don't need to caress it with a gaze that you want to be spoiled. Insertion into Takako for the first time in a few years has become very smooth and odiously entwined. We were crazy about pleasure and ended up with each other. Takako got up slowly and headed for the bathroom. I hugged Takako taking a shower and kissed her ...