Not Like That. I Meant Nothing By It. The Rain’s At Fault. …No, It’s The Breasts (solid)

Synopsis

I used to be an idol in my younger days, but that feels like a lifetime ago…

Now I live with my daughter and husband—they are my greatest treasures.

One day, while taking a walk through my newly adopted neighborhood, I get completely lost.

…Right, I’ve always had a terrible sense of direction.

To make matters worse, the rain starts pouring down. Exhausted from walking, I’m led into a massage shop by a young worker.

But at this supposedly free trial massage campaign, I…

A story where I get my breast milk squeezed relentlessly and climax over and over.