I have worked so hard to raise my son on my own. But then I suddenly realized. I always forgot that I was a woman. I wanted to return from my mother to a woman and grab the happiness of a woman. The person who made me think so is my son's best friend. My son must be complicated in his chest. But I hope you understand. I'm a woman I'm happy to be poked by the man I love. This is a woman's instinct. Even though I know my son is in the next room, I still want his cock.
