Nami, a widow who lost her husband, was in deep sorrow after the memorial service (the seventh day) at home. My brother-in-law, Toru, approached me to encourage me. We drank the remaining beer from the end of the fast together. In a drunken state, they cross the line, but that was just the beginning of their downfall.<br /> Drunk and confused, Nami instinctively embraces Toru and caresses him. She then starts groping his crotch and giving him a blowjob. Eventually, he takes off his suit and teases his nipples, licks them and gives him a handjob, just like an animal who wants to forget the sadness of losing her husband. The roles are reversed. On all fours, Nami's ass is caressed and spanked. When she exposes her legs and licks all the way down to her thighs, Nami's heart burns even more. Nami is stripped naked and her breasts are squeezed, licked, and her whole body is attacked with lips. She gives him a blow job again and then inserts his erect penis. Nami is fucked from behind in front of her husband's portrait and goes wild with pleasure.<br /> "How are you? Feeling a little better?" "Brother-in-law... please, more, more. Until he becomes a distant memory..." "Okay. I guess we should just do the usual thing that Hiroshi and Nami did, right?"<br /> As she said that, she took out a number of SM toys that her husband usually used when playing with her. She is tied up with red rope, her firm ass is spanked, and she is made to climax over and over again with a vibrator and electric massager.<br /> And then he thrusts his big dick into her again for some intense piston-like sex. She spreads her legs in various positions, including cowgirl, standing doggy style, and missionary, and moans so loudly that they echo throughout the house until she reaches orgasm. She was cheated on in front of her late husband and repeatedly climaxed, filled with feelings of guilt and elation.<br /><br /> [Togawa Nami] A young widow, she fell deeply in love and married her alcoholic husband for only five years. I masturbate every day to fill the gaping void in my heart and the loneliness in my crotch. A state where reason barely holds back from becoming desperate. Her sexual preference is masochistic. It's incredibly sad, but I'm also a little intoxicated by the idea of being the tragic heroine.