One by one, the mother strips off her clothes. Then, when she confirmed that her mother had disappeared from her dressing room, she reached out her hand to her underwear that had wrapped her plump body just a moment ago. As she buries her face in her still warm scent, a fragrant feminine scent hits her nostrils, mingled with her gentle mother's scent. "What are you doing?" Her mother looked at me suspiciously. I desperately tried to come up with an excuse, but my girlfriend's mother took me by the hand and we went into the bath together. My mother started asking questions about what happened earlier. However, when I saw her mother's wet milk, I couldn't stand it anymore.
