My ex-wife, Midori, is older than me, and I was too dependent on her, and we ended up breaking up. - A few years later, I remarried a younger wife, but things didn't work out. - On nights when my wife isn't at a drinking party, I buy dinner at a convenience store. - At that time, I happened to meet my ex-wife again. - Out of nostalgia, I invited him to my house and we talked about what we were up to. - We drank some alcohol, and I grumbled about my daily frustrations. - Midori listened to me with kind eyes. - For a moment, I remember when I lived with her. - You were always by my side with a smile, and I remember the times when we loved each other. - I put my hand on Midori's shoulder and slowly massaged her. - Midori gently refused as his hand gradually lowered. - I remembered. - Midori is a little pushy and vulnerable to gentle attacks. - Even though she refused verbally, she still responded sensitively to caress, still the same Midori she used to be. - I sucked on Midori, and when I took off my clothes, I sucked on Midori's crotch. - As I relentlessly attacked with my fingers and tongue, the words of refusal disappeared from Midori. - I slowly put my dick in front of Midori, and as if I had been waiting, I took it in my mouth and started tasting it...