My mother was never one to turn down a request. Ever since I was a child, she's been the kind of gentle person who wouldn't even get angry when I played pranks, always saying yes to everything, never uttering the word "no." That's why I grew up believing everything would absolutely be okay. One day, while secretly watching my father glance away at the TV, I devised a plan to get my hands on a new type of massage device. To keep her from noticing my secret, I gently teased her with a remote-controlled vibrator. Drawn in by its warmth, my mother's breathing grew ragged as she struggled desperately to suppress her moans. Yet in the end, responding helplessly to those sweet sensations, she found herself becoming increasingly wet. Her tenderness and warmth only deepen this intimate scene.