My father remarried a young and beautiful woman the same age as me. What's more, she had huge breasts, so there was no way I could see her as my mother. When she was cooking or cleaning, I was drawn to her voluptuous, dynamite body, and as I was always staring at her, I began to have obscene fantasies. One day, as I was spending my days in such frustration, I finally couldn't hold back any longer and went to see my stepmother while she was taking a bath...