For five years after my husband died, I had never touched a man and lost sight of myself as a woman. However, from the day I saw the strong body of a young delivery man, the magma of sexual desire that sleeps inside me began to throb. One day, when my desire to touch a young man was growing day by day, I happened to find a circle on a website that said . my heart fluttered. However, there was one problem for me to join the circle...
