One by one, my mother sheds her clothes. After confirming that she had disappeared from the changing room, I reached out for the underwear that had just enveloped her voluptuous body. Still warm, I buried my face in it, and a fragrant feminine scent mixed with my mother's gentle aroma filled my nostrils. "What are you doing?" My mother looked at me suspiciously. I desperately tried to come up with an excuse, but she pulled me by the hand into the bathtub together. My mother started questioning me about what had just happened. However, seeing her drenched, ample breasts pushed me over the edge...
