At a friend's wedding, I reunited with Hikaru, my former classmate from high school. We were incredibly close back then, and our bond felt special. Back in the day, I prioritized our friendship and hesitated to confess my feelings. After graduation, we drifted apart—but seeing her again brought back a flood of memories. Instead of attending the after-party, we decided to spend the night alone together, just the two of us. She's now a married woman, and while she carries a mature charm, there's an unmistakable erotic aura about her. Though we're both married, the sweet memories of our youth come rushing back, making our unsatisfying marriages feel distant. With teary eyes, she confesses, "I haven't been intimate with my husband at all lately... I think he's cheating... Am I just not attractive anymore?" Being with her makes my heart race uncontrollably. "My husband's away on a business trip and won't be back tonight, so I can stay over... Hey... want to go to a hotel after this?" Rationality vanishes as we plunge into the messy world of mutual infidelity. The moment we reach the hotel, I silence her with an intense, passionate kiss. The thrill of finally making love to the person I once yearned for as a student overwhelms me. I devour her body hungrily, and she responds by meticulously licking every inch of my cock, her face completely transformed into that of a submissive woman. She whispers, "Back then, I always wanted to have sex with you too..." Our rhythm intensifies—my glans grinding deep against her cervix as her body trembles and she begins to climax violently. Overcome with guilt yet unable to hold back, I cum inside her at zero distance. I fill her completely, and she smiles, saying, "I'm so happy... I don't care what happens—just keep filling me up inside." I don't want to regret anything like I did back then. So without thinking of consequences, I decide to fuck her relentlessly all night long.