The doorbell rings, and there she stands, the ex-girlfriend who haunts his dreams, her eyes smoldering with a familiar hunger. She pushes him against the wall, their tongues clashing as she grinds against his growing bulge. He grabs her hair, pulling her head back as she whimpers, eager for the roughness she remembers. She sucks him off, her eyes locked onto his, before he spins her around and slams into her, their bodies moving in sync, a dance they've mastered and never forgotten.