In my second year of retaking the exams, I felt anxious studying at home. My mother always encouraged and supported me, and for her sake, I had to pass this time. One day, when my mother offered to give me a massage during her break, I took the opportunity. Confined to the room and feeling frustrated, I saw my mother's unguarded form and couldn't help but get aroused. She was initially startled, but then smiled enigmatically and placed her hands on her lap as if she understood…
