One afternoon in Suginami Ward, I spotted a married woman gently pushing a stroller as she took her baby for a walk—a scene so soothing, so pure. The warm smile she gave her infant felt genuinely heartwarming, instantly making her seem approachable and kind. But seeing her like that stirred something darker inside me. Blaming the environment, I began fantasizing about taking her to bed and doing things no one else could. It's not my fault, I told myself—the environment made me do it. Posing as someone offering a drink sample, I approached her. She accepted without suspicion and drank it all. My setup was complete. On her way home, she collapsed, visibly aroused and disoriented. I picked her up and took her straight to a sex room. Her body, now fully in a trance, responded pleasurably to every touch. With glassy eyes, she orgasmed violently and repeatedly. Then came the long-awaited postpartum virgin anal penetration. As her big tits bounced with each thrust, I mercilessly creampie'd her anally. Drool dripped from her mouth, but she remained completely unaware of what was happening. Though the sex was rough, the way her body continued twitching after it ended left a strong impression. This is a personal recording of a twisted, pathetic man whose desires and personality have completely warped. Sexless marriages are a serious issue among Japanese couples—maybe, just maybe, the women pushing strollers are secretly craving cock.