nakaide incest son, kukubo reiko.

My son Tatsuya fell asleep in her room. Three days had already passed without opening his mind to the mother, Reiko, who was worried. When Reiko quietly visited the room in the middle of the night, she was buried in a used tissue and looked at her name while sleeping. Reiko was so unhappy that she stopped her son's hand from fiddling with his hips, rubbed the grief with her own hands, sandwiched into the breasts, and comforted one of her lost love in a warm mouth.