the widow's mother, aoki tsukuda.

The widow's nephew, who lost her husband in an accident, was still dragging her husband's death. One day, I couldn't bear the loneliness and my husband's face made me stick to my own thoughts and overlay my body. It was just a one-night affair ... I thought so, but my son did not. Perhaps it was because she learned the taste of her first female body, and from that day she began to persistently seek out the body of her nephew. The jealousy that I accepted without refusing to refuse will soon be drowned in the forbidden appetite.