My ex missed my milky dick, so I invited her over to give her some old memories

She showed up in her old hoodie, still craving that thick, milky cock she used to ride till dawn. No talk, no games—just her on her knees, mouth wide, swallowing every drop I dumped down her throat. She moaned like she never left. I let her suck clean, then flipped her over—doggystyle, hard and slow—giving her the kind of fuck that makes exes beg to come back. She left soaked, shaking, and already texting me for more.