i've got my mother and son's morning hair, natori saisai.

When I looked into my sleeping son's room in the morning, my son's morning-bending cock that was sleeping suddenly jumped into the eyes of the appetizer. In front of her son, Kachin-kachin, her hand stretches out between the hot and wet crotch while complaining about her husband's late sexual life. My sleeping son, who didn't even know that he was right next to me and slept in his sleep, pierced a morning-brushed otchin so that he could feel good before the eyes of her. At last, I couldn't put up with the coloring of my son's senzuri while he was sleeping.