At the class reunion, my former lover was wearing a sparkling ring on her slender finger. Captivated by that gleam, the two of us headed to a hotel with champagne in hand. Between us as adults lingered the remnants of our youthful days. In the hotel room, each time we touched each other's bodies, our eyes met with a hungry look. Having parted before having sex because we were too young, we now unleashed that desire.
"You've become beautiful." "You've learned to say things like that." While drinking champagne in a slightly tipsy mood, we devoured each other's bodies. She had a white, slender, beautiful body, and when I grabbed her thin waist and thrust my dick in roughly, she ground her hips and climaxed intensely. Like a beast driven purely by instinct, I gave her body, which had just come, a continuous climax with relentless piston thrusts. We exchanged deep kisses, and still not satisfied, we kept intertwining over and over.
"I never knew I was this sensitive," she trembled with pleasure so intense she squirted. Though I knew she belonged to someone else, I kept creampieing her repeatedly. On this unforgettable final night, we were once again deeply united.