It had been years since I broke up with Takako. Adult Takako and childlike me. Now I think I was just clinging to her. Now remarried, I live a somewhat satisfying life. One day, I ran into Takako by chance. With my wife out, I invited Takako to my home. We talked about our past, recalling the happy days. Then the conversation turned to our nights. Takako's husband apparently passes out from heavy drinking. Her expression was dark. I'm the same, sexless with my wife. At that moment, the days I loved Takako flashed back. The days we loved and sought each other countless times. I approached and hugged Takako, who resisted. But I knew her attitude wasn't a serious refusal. I forcibly took her lips and stimulated her erogenous zones. Her sensitive reactions were the same as before. Her eyes begging for more, her secret parts wet without needing caresses. My insertion into Takako after years was very smooth and clingy in a lewd way. We were obsessed with pleasure, reaching our peaks together. Takako slowly got up and headed to the bathroom. I hugged and kissed Takako taking a shower...