SPRD-1028 Mom, you're way better than that bitch wife... Riko Kitagawa

Several years ago, it happened during the memorial service for my stepfather. The ceremony ended smoothly, and as I was changing clothes, my stepmother called out to my wife. Since I had stepped out, I went in her place and found my stepmother struggling with a stuck zipper on her mourning dress. I offered to help and pulled down the zipper, but the dress came off all at once, leaving her in her underwear. She had a great figure, and her fair, translucent skin held my gaze. From that day forward, I couldn't stop thinking about my stepmother. This time, although it was planned as a day trip, my wife and I headed to her parents' home. It had been a while since I last saw my stepmother, and my heart was pounding with anticipation. After finishing our business, I stole glances at her while harboring secret desires, but suddenly, my wife suggested we stay the night. That night, unable to sleep, I drank alcohol in the living room. Then, my stepmother came over and started drinking with me. Her beauty remained unchanged, and she smelled wonderful. As the alcohol took effect, parts of her negligee began to reveal themselves, exciting me and making it impossible to hide my arousal. Our eyes met unexpectedly, and I took her hand. She gripped mine back, and we stared into each other's eyes. I kissed her, and she accepted me. Then, we quietly and passionately made love.