Stand by · pulling the latest frames
Stand by · pulling the latest frames


The man my husband brought home stuffed his mouth full with my home cooking, sometimes staring into the distance with a lonely smile. Perhaps it was those gestures that drove my heart mad. Now, inside the home where I live with my beloved husband, I am being conquered by his subordinate. Even though I know it is forbidden... my consciousness of sin is gradually fading away.
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“Forbidden possession in the house I share with my husband.”
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