A former Yankee married woman moved in next door. I'm in a fight with my husband, and I hear an angry yell like "It's good!". When the fight is over, the husband goes out somewhere, and the voice of masturbation panting alone from the next room. I thought she must be frustrated, so I decided to make sweets containing an aphrodisiac and share them with her... When I tried caressing fearfully, I fell in love with the aphrodisiac effect.
