My wife has a despicable ex-boyfriend. Before starting our new life together, she insisted on ending things properly by visiting him in person. Having dated for years, I know how she feels—and I couldn't help but worry. When she returned, she seemed uneasy, her hair slightly disheveled. One day, a DVD arrived at my door. On it, her sleazy ex demands, "Let me fuck you one last time!"—and she gives in. Though she prefers normal sex with me, the footage reveals her bound, moaning with an ahegao expression, completely overwhelmed. This shocking scene holds the key to uncovering her true desires.