Three years after her mother's death, her father always brought her mistress home every Friday night. I had been jealous of my father's woman, who was overwhelmed by her body without a problem, and at the same time she became secretly envious. And one Friday, when the big typhoon hit directly, my father's woman came as usual under heavy rain. The train stopped and my father couldn't go home from work, so I ended up spending the night alone with my wet dad's daughter.
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