■Ayasan, a 43-year-old mother whose son raised by one woman at night

My mother welcomed me gently when I came home without contacting her. I grew up struggling with a woman and now I'm living alone in an apartment. "Did she do it already?" my mother smiles and asks, but... no. what i really like is... "You're staying here today, aren't you? When she smiles, she says to her mother, "Let's sleep together with a futon. " Yeah ..." I replied casually, but my crotch was on the verge of being violent in that proposal. She slept next to her mother's big breast with a cane, and then made sure she didn't wake up and licked the incline that gave birth to me. Surprisingly, I was surprised by the rounded breast. I woke up and told my mother that I had been holding it for a long time, and she said, "No... My mother will feel better..." i started to speak with a whisper ...! look at everything.