my mother's shame, who was peeked at by a middleman, is jealous of you.
He was 46 years old. I live with my husband and son. My husband is full of overtime, and he doesn't think about his family at all. I always go home late at night if my adult son is too young. Every day I was lonely by myself, and I remembered my masturbation and lived a day to comfort myself. But I can't show it to anyone. I can't help but think that my son will see it.