I read my favorite erotic manga so many times that I have memorized it by heart.My right hand is my lover's life. Keita's frustration had reached its limit. ``Ah, have sex!'' When I screamed that in my heart, the image of my girlfriend's mother, Saki, cleaning the house came into view. Unevenness that draws smooth curves. The fragrance that it exudes. It was the same scene I saw in my favorite erotic manga. The moment she realizes that Saki's body is too erotic, her delusions of her mother and herself engaging in immoral acts fill her mind. Her emotions were so intense that even her rationality was blown away...