She was a small, young-looking, 50-street mother, but she had a very cold and ripe body with her husband who worked as a human being. One time, a mother who felt excited about the erotic books and toys she found under her son's bed and self-comfortingly ascended to heaven. The son confesses his distorted affection as a toy he prepared for his mother's unfulfilled desire. The mother, who has a strong and intense sexual desire to interact with her son, trembles with the body in resentment.