It's been 10 years since I lost my father. My mother, who raised me with just one woman, suddenly brought me a remarriage partner. To be honest, I wasn't so surprised. No, the feeling of joy was rather greater. However, I was 24 years old, and I was a delicate age, so I was a little reluctant to live with my uncle for the first time. At this time, I had that kind of feeling, but my mother's remarriage partner was actually a poor man. My father-in-law changed suddenly after he lost his job in restructuring. I drowned in alcohol every day and began to violently attack my mother. A father-in-law who is drunk without looking for a job. My mother increased the number of part-time workers and supported the family budget. Of course I was paying, but my mother kept protecting this guy. One day I saw a shocking sight. On the way home from work, my father-in-law urged a stranger and instructed my mother to be tied up. Although she hated her mother, she seemed to be in agony with irresistible pleasure and climaxed many times. I had no words, but I couldn't take my eyes off the scene. That night, I managed to get the job done, and when I saw my father-in-law sleeping, I asked my mother about the daytime. My mother seems to be drunk and I'm sorry I said she was such a mother. I hugged my mother that this was not the case. Then my mother kissed me and gently put my hand in my crotch, which I was confused about because I would make it feel good.