I'm done with playing around with men. From now on, I'll be a good mother and live my life. That's what I decided when I got married at the age of 30. Since then, I've been gradually realizing the life plan I had in mind. However, one thing I didn't expect was feeling lonely as a woman now that I'm nearing fifty… Although I feel the happiness in my hands, sometimes an urge to be embraced by a man wells up inside me. It has swollen to the point where it can no longer be suppressed. With a blank mind and drool dripping, I indulge in pleasure like a lustful woman. I want to release the part of myself that I've been suppressing for so long. Driven by this thought, I came here to be embraced by a stranger.
