Keiko Ninomiya, a wife past her fifties. After years of living together, I never realized she was still a woman. I had ignored the way she seemed to want to say something. When I finally turned to look, I realized she had already fully revealed her feminine self. Rushing toward her impulsively, I was suddenly restrained, unable to move. My wife didn't even glance at me, instead burying her face between another woman's thighs, tenderly kissing her pussy. The other woman paid me no mind, teasing her own wet slit, deliberately showing off its quivering, hungry movements right in front of me.