After my father passed away, my husband and I returned home for the first time in a year. When I met my mother for the first time in a long time, she seemed to be healthier than I thought, and she looked just like she used to, with her beautiful makeup on. My wife is out and it's just me and my mother. Feeling embarrassed, I talked to her mother. As she spoke, I couldn't take my eyes off her lusciously moving lips, and I got lustful. I was suppressing my excitement, but my mother, who was too defenseless, exposed herself in front of me as if she was inviting me, and I decided to visit her mother at night. When I sneaked into her mother's bedroom, I could smell her nostalgia. Quietly turn over the futon and touch and lick her mother to taste it.
