I've been married for several years, blessed with children, and living a happy life. My son was much slower to wean than ordinary children, and I was spending my days soaked in breastfeeding, but as my child grew up and weaned, I somehow began to remember something like 'breast loneliness'... Since giving birth, there has been no intercourse, and my desires only grow. Around that time, my brother-in-law, Hanzo, came to Tokyo for job hunting and we ended up living together. And in the days when the throbbing in my chest wouldn't stop, Hanzo-kun began to cast his gaze on my cleavage...
