Sumire had been living peacefully as a hotel cleaner. One day, while on duty, she was pushed down and raped by a young male guest. Afterward, the man left after rummaging through Sumire's wallet while she was dazed. The next day, at home, Sumire was overcome with a sense of emptiness, reminiscing about the past. (My life... ah... I wonder if that child I was separated from is doing well...) Just then, the doorbell rang―. A twisted mother-son love. Unable to resist pleasure, her vagina and heart are torn apart. Hey you, you've grown big.
