I loved my ex-girlfriend’s dimples. My thumbs fit perfectly, and my fingerprints are embedded there.
It’s dark in the room full of people, all moaning, slurping, and fucking. I arrive late and join the fray. A mouth on my cock gets me fully hard, and I want to fuck.
I turn to see a beautiful bum wiggling at me, her pussy asking for my attention. A quick move and I grab her, push in, and my thumbs find… dimples.
Those dimples.
“Hello, Kimmie,” I chuckle.
“Just shut up and fuck me,” she replies.
Just like old times.
