Lost in the moment, I'm transported back to when we were one. My ex's touch is both comforting and electrifying, his lips tracing the curves of my body with practiced ease. He spreads my legs, his tongue finding my clit, teasing it with long, slow licks that have me writhing with pleasure. I pull him up, our bodies entwined, as I lower myself onto his cock, savoring the feel of him filling me up. Our rhythm is perfect, our bodies in sync, as we chase our release, our moans echoing through the room like a symphony of rediscovered love.