It's been nearly ten years since Shihori and I divorced. When I finally met her again after all this time, those past years felt like a dream. As we caught up on each other's lives, I noticed she started making the same gestures she used to when we were together—gestures she'd make when she wanted sex. And just like back then, I found myself feeling the same way. It reminded me how much we were alike. I pulled Shihori into my arms, kissed her, and ran my hands over her body, knowing full well that even if she pretended to resist, she truly didn't mind. Teasing her sensitive spots, I slowly thrust my cock into her soaked pussy…