A few years after getting married, I happened to run into the senior coach who used to train me. We went back to my place and spent a pleasant time reminiscing about the old days. I had a crush on him back then, but there was no way I could say that. After several moments of silence, his finger suddenly touched my crotch... I was already soaking wet, and his finger slid right in. My well-trained athlete's ass twitched as I accepted him. Just like our old training sessions, his guidance was intense. A sweaty, slippery fuck kept secret from my husband, including creampies.