my son grew up splendidly though it was a motherless family with only one mother and one . miki was relieved that she had successfully fulfilled her role as a parent, but at the same time, she felt lonely because she had forgotten the joy of being a woman in a life that prioritized raising ren. miki’s loneliness erupts at once when her son massages her. by chance, my son’s hand touched miki’s nipple, which was no bra. a lascivious voice that reflexively leaks out. triggered by a trivial accident, miki wakes up to the nipple pleasure that switches on just by touching it.
