At the hour of the Ox, when even grass and trees sleep, a shadow approaches a sleeping married woman… Hands crawling over her soft breasts, a wicked tongue invading and licking her most intimate places. She should refuse… But upon waking, the married woman finds she cannot let go of the pleasure given to her. Whether he knows or not, the night-crawling man, seeing her yielding form, grows more arrogant, and eventually thrusts his cock into the married woman!
