Kininsojo, mother and child fertilization, Yuuki KAGAWA

One day, my mother went home. My underwear was seen from my mother's disturbed clothes, who slept casually on the sofa. I felt like touching my mother's body, and even though I knew it was not possible, I couldn't control my feelings. Mother looked different every day from that day. I can only see her as a woman, not as a mother anymore. so even if i ask you to remarry your mother...