I live a modest but happy life with my husband and son, but I have one problem. I don't know who I resembled, but my son's language is really bad. Tragedy suddenly came while I was worried about becoming an adult. One day, my classmates got angry at my son's bad language and attacked me. Even if I resist...even if I apologize...it won't be forgiven, and she keeps fucking me while smiling as if she's got a new toy...
