Eighty five

..I just stood looking at him and he in turn looked back at me. Here was the man I had assumed I would never see in my life again. The man I had first loved, the man had been first for everything in my life.

His pitch black hair had now be cut to anew style. A more mature and daring styling that made him look way more matured. His jawline was a s perfect as ever and his skin was spotless. His eyes were the perfect sea green they had always been and his face was heavenly.

It seemed like he had become bigger, more buff. His body was well fitted and it was like he worked out all the time. And then I imagined him shirtless and I felt my heart beat begin to race. My tummy made uncomfortable knots and flips.

Just watching him, brought back the hot memories of how we used to make love and explore our bodies. I felt my body begin to go warm and my inner thighs feel wet.

I swallowed heavenly. Maybe it was just because of the fact that I was reminiscing over everything and that was why t