A few years ago, I got married to my young and well-mannered wife. It should have been smooth sailing. I didn't know when I was dating, but my wife has a lot of money, just playing around and looking down on me lately. Obviously, there is no night life. When I got home, I didn't have a place to stay and I was wondering what to do in the future. At that time, I happened to meet my ex-wife Fusae again. In front of my ex-wife, I honestly apologized for that time. Fusae went away because he couldn't grow up. I remembered when I was married with Fusae. I was attracted to each other like a magnet and loved each other over and over again. I stared at Fusae seriously. And I hugged him. Play with Fusae's body and attack where she liked. I hated and tried to escape, but I was irresistibly excited because I was as sensitive as I used to be. And when I inserted it forcibly in the middle, I accepted me smoothly as if I had been waiting until now ...