Ex-Girlfriend Fantasies in Flesh

The freckled, raven-haired ex-girlfriend struts into the dimly lit bar, her eyes locked onto you. She's changed, more confident, her curves accentuated by the tight, low-cut dress. She saunters over, her heels clicking on the wooden floor, and slides into the booth beside you. 'I've been thinking about us,' she whispers, her breath hot on your ear, 'about how we left things.' Her hand finds your thigh, inching upward as she leans in, her lips brushing against yours, 'I want to finish what we started.'

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