My childhood friend suddenly called me out on the night before my wedding: "I'll make sure you can't forget me one last time" — As our lips met, old feelings came back and even after sunrise I couldn't stop, creaming inside many times — 春陽モカ

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The night before my wedding I reunited with my childhood friend Moka, who had contacted me for the first time in years. Moka was much more beautiful than in my memory, and I found my old feelings for her returning, making my heart race. “Can we stay together a little longer... is that bad?” At Moka's place, where she took me, even though I knew it was wrong, when our lips met and our tongues entwined, I felt my guilt wiped away by excitement and pleasure. As if to reclaim past days, I thrust my penis into Moka and released every bit of semen I had, but neither of us were satisfied. “If it's tonight, it's not cheating yet…” I gave in to the devil's whisper and drowned in it.