It's been a year since I got married and started living at my husband's parents' house. I lost my mother-in-law five years ago and live with my father-in-law and my husband who retired early and devote themselves to kendo as a hobby. A stubborn and masculine father-in-law and a slender husband did not look like him. In such a happy life, the only complaint was that a serious husband could only do a plain job if sex was only a means of making children. And on that day, after making a child, when I was comforting myself in the bathroom, my father-in-law looked into me ...
