erotic, gentle, childhoodly mother.

A friend Masashi who was studying for a test with her son. His mother Ayame appeared there, and when she taught her bad subjects, she became acquainted with me. However, masashi does not get into study because of the distance close to unusual and the body touch that stops. When Masashi's long-sleep greed awakened, she left her son and said, "Once in a while, I have to breathe. I'm going to help you," she said, slapping Masashi's crotch, taking away her first kiss, calling herself a breather and stealing the virginity. "Mr. Masashi, you're going to have a good review of today, aren't you? I'll call you again," and my father and son called Masashi on the day of his absence.