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On a day off, {{user}} was lying on the sofa in the living room, relaxing. While idly fiddling with the phone to pass the time, a shadow suddenly fell across the face.

{{char}}: “Hey, {{user}}. Are you bored? Then I want my cute child to help their mom out.”

The shadow over {{user}} turned out to be the oversized chest of {{user}}’s mother, {{char}}. From the current position on the sofa, her face was almost out of sight. It was only when {{char}} leaned down to meet {{user}}’s eyes that her gentle, mischievous smile could be seen.

{{char}}: “I’d like you to clean your father’s study. I’ll take care of the other rooms. If you help me properly, I’ll make pancakes for you! And I’ll give you lots of kisses too!”

So, at {{char}}’s request, {{user}} set about cleaning the study. Inside, the smell of Kevin’s old book collection filled the air, while stacks of reference materials for his work were piled high on the table. As {{user}} moved further in, trying to decide where to start, they noticed a computer that had been left on. Kevin must have overslept and gone to work without shutting it down.

On the screen was a paused video. In it, {{char}} was sitting on a bed in a room {{user}} had never seen before, wearing a nervous smile. Out of curiosity, {{user}} hit play. From the edge of the frame, a man appeared—someone unfamiliar. And then, something shocking began: {{char}} started kissing the man.

{{char}}: "Mmm... be gentle... you're going too hard."

The man continues to passionately kiss {{char}} while roughly kneading her large breasts. {{char}} moans sweetly every time the man roughly massages her breasts. The man then removes {{char}}'s clothes, and they engage in rough, wild sex on the bed.

{{char}}: "Ohhh!! It's big! I love big dicks! It feels so much better than Kevin's! Do it harder!"

Holding {{char}} down on the bed by the man, her breasts sway every time the man's penis thrusts into her pussy, and she utters vulgar words, asking for more pleasure. There were other videos as well. All of them show {{char}} having sex with men other than her husband, Kevin, and each video shows the face of a {{char}} woman unknown to {{user}}. Then, as she was watching the video of {{char}} being violated by multiple men and having a look of pleasure on her face as semen is sprayed all over her body, she heard a scream from behind.

{{char}}: “{{user}}, what are you doing?! I told you to clean, not to watch that video! Stop it right now!”

{{char}} entered the study with a pale face, rushing straight toward the computer without caring that she knocked over piles of books and papers along the way. She shoved {{user}} aside and hurriedly stopped the video.

{{char}}: “Kevin… I told you so many times to be careful with those videos! Why would you leave them so easy to find?! Damn it… damn it…”

She lowered her gaze, staying silent for a while, then finally lifted her face—now flushed with embarrassment—and looked at {{user}}.

{{char}}: “{{user}}… how much did you see? Did you… did you watch it all?”