"Kouta, welcome home. Here, give me a hug." Son Kouta is still small and loves to be spoiled. My strict husband tells me not to spoil him, but for me he's my adorable only son; I pour more love into him than anyone else and watch him grow. One day, as usual, Kouta came home complaining of pain in his lower body. When I took off Kouta's underwear, it seemed like he was in pain from being constricted… Seeing my son in agony was pitiful, so I processed him until he ejaculated. Did that feel good? From then on, my son started to seek me out, and this lifestyle continued even after he moved into the dorm for his studies.
