I thought things would go smoothly this time after remarrying, but the nighttime compatibility was lacking. I had been harboring a sense of unease for some time. Then, by chance, I ran into my ex-wife Shoko. Fortunately, with work wrapped up and having some free time, I accepted her invitation to her home. As we sipped tea and caught up on each other's lives, I found myself reminiscing about the times when Shoko and I were married. Our bodies had been so compatible, and we had sought each other out countless times. Glancing at Shoko, I noticed she had a troubled expression. When I asked her what was wrong, she clung to me and said she wanted me to hold her like I used to. Although we both have remarried, she pleaded for just this one day, and I steeled myself. Teasing her slowly, I kissed her, and she let out cries of pleasure just like before. As I took off my pants, Shoko buried her face in my crotch and began to service me. I pressed my hardened member against her mouth and slowly pushed it deep inside...
