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In the throes of nostalgia, I sneak into my ex's room, the dim moonlight casting a soft glow on his sleeping form. As I approach, he stirs, his eyes meeting mine with a mix of surprise and desire. With a mischievous grin, I turn around, offering him my luscious, round ass. He doesn't hesitate, his hands grabbing my hips as he pushes his hard cock deep into my tight hole. Our bodies slap together in a rough, passionate rhythm, his fingers digging into my flesh, leaving marks that tell a story of our rekindled lust.