My ex and I, in a moment of unplanned passion, found ourselves entwined on my couch, our bodies pressing together like puzzle pieces. Her pussy was a dripping faucet, her excitement evident as I slipped a finger inside, her wetness coating my hand. We kissed, our tongues dancing, as I fucked her with my fingers, her moans growing louder with each thrust. She was a goddess, her body writhing, her tits bouncing, as we lost ourselves in the moment, our past differences forgotten in a sea of wet, unbridled lust.