Kenta was always bullied at school, and each time he returned home with a depressed face. And to comfort him, his stepmother always hugged him.
No matter how many sad things happened, every time his mother hugged him, Kenta would forget everything. But he seemed to think that it was his mother's breasts that were healing his emotional wounds, not her heart.
He wanted to press his face against these giant breasts, wanted to massage, suck and lick freely. He wanted to explore his mother's body and release all the "sadness" that had accumulated for so long.
My stepmother also pampered him very much, so she complied. And from then on, every time he felt sad, his stepmother used sex to help him become happier...