Jav1.Guru

Three years after his mother died, his father always brought his mistress home every Friday night. - At the same time as I was worried about my father's woman who piled up her body regardless of my presence, I was secretly admiring her. - Then, one Friday when a large typhoon hit directly, my father's woman came as usual while being hit by heavy rain. - The train stopped and my dad couldn't return from work, so I had to spend the night alone with my dad's woman who got wet.