
While my wife is away, my mother-in-law suddenly arrives at our house, obsessed with her new hobby: making soba noodles. Wearing an apron and gripping a 4cm rolling pin, she leans forward in a defenseless posture to knead the dough, exposing her cleavage right before my eyes. Under the guise of helping her with her technique, I find myself crossing lines I shouldn't be crossing.










*It would be fun to tell your son-in-law how hard buckwheat flour is when kneading it by letting him touch your breasts and telling him how it feels. Clutching the stick used to stretch buckwheat flour, I asked my son-in-law in a sexy way, saying things like, ``It's been a long time since I've used a hard, long stick, so I'm getting excited.'' What kind of stick is yours? I like naughty Nanako.