"Welcome home, Kota. Come here for your welcome-home hug." My son, Kota, is still small and very spoiled. My strict husband tells me not to pamper him, but to me, he is my precious only son, and I pour more love into him than anyone else as I watch him grow. One day, Kota came home as usual and complained of pain in his lower body. When I took off his underwear, it seemed his cock had become too tight and was hurting... Feeling sorry for my suffering son, I helped him out until he ejaculated. Perhaps it felt too good, because my son began to crave me, and that lifestyle continued even after he went to school and started living in a dormitory...
