i'm on my way home... On my wife's way home, I had an affair with a friend of mine who was too jealous of her boobs and buttocks. tomorrow's future.

His wife arranged for birth in a hospital near his parents' house, so he was absent because of 'returning to the village.' The young husband, who was busy working for the company, laughed at her reluctant solitary life and turned away his wife. One day, Mr. Mirai, my wife's friend, came to visit me. If you ask me, my wife is going back home and it would be difficult for her to do things at home, so she came all the way to help with housework and surroundings. I am afraid, but I do not think of the glamorous rise of my wife's friend's body.