Nozomi had a problem lately. Her son, now entering puberty, was masturbating every single day... But even more shocking was the intense, musky pheromone scent emanating from tissues scattered around his room. Late one night, frustrated and irritated by her useless husband, Nozomi could no longer suppress her urges. Her feminine instincts ran wild. She lunged at her son's cock, devouring it hungrily, wrapping her body around his youthful frame. In that moment, raw desire and maternal instinct collided in a surreal, dazzling scene.