After getting discharged from the hospital I came home and took a nice bath. I was laying on my bed with my phone on and one name on it. My ex, I called him without a second thought. It had been a few months since I had spoken to him. FYI he's lot older than me.

He picked up, surprised to hear from me. I told him about everything that happened and how I was in a hospital for 3 days. Nothing life threatening just a convulsion.

I told him I wanted to see him once and I invited him over. I wore a nice one piece skirt which was his favourite one he got me.

I greeted him in and lead to the sofa. We talked for sometime as I was showing vulnerability and used that as an excuse to get close to him.

I looked in his eyes for a minute and told him that I couldn't stop but thinking about him all the time when I was in the hospital. I got really scared and I wished he was there to take care of me.

Saying this I leaned onto him and took off his pants and started sucking him. He was hesitant as we broke up on bad terms but it didn't bother me anymore.

I had no feelings for him anymore but I just wanted something familiar in my life. I slid his cock deep down my throat like usual and playing with his balls as my saliva dripped down. I could feel him hesitating to touch my head but eventually he did and started to push my head down deeper making me gag on his cock.

I was giving him the best tongue action I'd ever given and I made him burst down my throat in a few minutes. Like a good girl I swallowed it all and then cleaned his cock with my tongue and got in bed with him.

My hand was playing with his cock all the time and the familiarity of it made me feel safe. We cuddled all night and early morning I woke him up with his cock touching my pussy and begging him to fuck me once again. I begged him to cum in me once again like before.