This one feels like reading someone’s old chat logs that you were never supposed to see, but the window is stuck open and you just… keep scrolling. You play as this guy who meets again with a childhood friend, and right away you feel that awkward mix of nostalgia and “fuck, I used to jerk off thinking about her.” It’s not some big heroic setup, it’s more like you walk into a familiar room and everything’s been moved around, including her. She’s older, softer in the right places, that kind of lazy MILF hotness where she doesn’t even need to try. The game doesn’t spend an eternity on exposition, which I actually liked. There’s this quiet tension where your brain is already filling in the gaps: the afternoons you had together, the stupid inside jokes, all that “we almost kissed once” energy sitting there like a loaded gun.

The kinetic format helps the pace a lot. You’re not pausing every two minutes to pick some fake deep choice; it just drags you along the way a bad memory does. There’s a really nasty pleasure in how the scenes are framed. You keep noticing hands, lips, little motions. Her sitting too close on the couch, the way she looks over her shoulder when she knows you’re staring at her ass, how her tongue looks when she laughs. Then it slides into the sexual stuff in that very “oh shit this is actually happening” way. The oral and hand stuff is detailed enough that you can almost hear it in your head, but it never becomes cartoonish. She uses her mouth like she’s done this a lot and stopped being shy about it years ago. At the same time, you get those ugly flashes of jealousy, because it’s clear she didn’t stay frozen in time waiting for you. The NTR angle hits more in the gut than in the dick sometimes. That sick feeling when you realize she talks about another man with the same familiar smile she used to have just for you, while still stroking you off, like your cock is just one more thing she can multitask.

The voyeur elements are what actually made it stick in my brain more than the sex itself. Half the time you’re not even “participating,” you’re watching, listening, overhearing. The game likes to put you behind half-open doors and on the wrong side of the bed, where you can see everything but can’t change anything. Some scenes feel like that shitty habit of stalking an ex on Instagram and then clicking too far back. The visuals lean into that: angles where you’re not the main focus, you’re just the guy in the corner staring, maybe useful, maybe not. There is one thing that annoyed me, the way a really important emotional beat just kind of passes in two lines and then the story runs straight to the next blowjob like it’s late for work, but I guess that rushed feeling kind of matches the whole “you lost her a long time ago, idiot” vibe. Anyway, if you really want to squeeze everything out of it, don’t skip past the slower parts. Let yourself sit in the discomfort, in the little looks and small humiliations. The cum scenes hit harder when you’ve let the resentment simmer first.