Two weeks have passed since my wife returned home. It seems like I've been in a good mood ever since I returned home. It was as if I were in love with someone. I don't think he really has an affair. Such a dream of his husband becomes reality. Reunion with your first love partner during the week you are staying. The thought of a girl is flashback. A love feeling that accelerates by having sex. The pure love that my wife doesn't want to see most. The story is that both the cocoon and the squirrels have been completely deprived of their sleep.