the older wife before her remarriage, the better... Midori SUGAWANI

My ex-wife Midori was older, and I became sweet to her, and as a result broke up. Over the next few years, I remarried my younger wife, but she didn't work. I buy dinner at a convenience store on the night when my wife is not having a drinking party. At that time, I happened to meet my ex-wife again. I invited people from nostalgia to my home and talked about each other's recent situations. I had a little alcoholic drink, and I was jealous of my daily dissatisfaction. Midori listened to me kindly. I remember the moment when I lived with her. When I always smiled and stayed by me, I loved each other. I put my hand on the shoulders of Midori, and groan slowly. Gradually, he turned down his lower hand and reluctantly refused. I remembered that Midori was a little bit smoky and weak against gentle attacks. Even though he refused in words, he was sensitive to affectionateness and remained the old-fashioned mistress. I sighed in the middle, and as I took off my clothes, I sucked into the middle of the square. His finger and tongue were used to attack him, and the words of denial disappeared from Midori. When I put it out in front of my eyes, I hated it as if I was waiting and began to taste.