IRO-041 Immoral mother and play ● Train A son who touched without knowing that he was a mother, a mother who felt without knowing that he was a son Riku Mizusawa

The same morning as usual- “I’m going.” “Come on.” The mother who saw off her son who went to work as usual changed into unusual and flashy clothes as a reward for herself, and always I put on my makeup more carefully and went shopping. When I think about it now, I may have had some feelings about the train after a long absence. (…!?) When I felt a sense of discomfort in my body, which had been insensitive for a long time, my hands extending from behind had already withered for this year, but I was grabbing the flesh of my abundant body. (No way, I’m sick in this year …) As I was surprised and scared … However, while my erogenous zone was stimulated, my sigh leaked and my crotch began to get wet so that I could understand … and rubbed my hardened penis. When the skirt was polluted with cloudy liquid … “Hey!” When I turned around, my son in disguise with glasses and a mask stood there.