Five years ago, after my father died, my mother raised my brother and me all by herself. She was the most important person in the world to me. But ever since my brother returned home after working in Tokyo, I felt like she wasn't the same mother as before. "I bought some really good meat today. Your brother loves beef stew, right?" It was as if she didn't care about me at all. She was acting strange around my brother. And then, I saw it. In the bathroom, my mother was happily sucking my brother's cock...
