The ex-lovers' reunion is anything but civil. She's dressed in a revealing outfit, her intentions clear. He's hard from the moment she walks in, his cock straining against his jeans. She sits on his lap, rubbing against him, her breath hot in his ear. "You still want me, don't you?" she whispers. He growls, flipping her onto the couch, spreading her legs. She's wearing a thong, her pussy bare and ready. He fingers her, her wetness coating his hand. She reaches for his cock, stroking him roughly. He tears off her panties, pushing inside her with a fierce, pounding rhythm. She screams, her orgasm ripping through her, her nails digging into his back.