One day, a leaflet for opening a massage shop that was posted in the mailbox of my house. In order to heal the tiredness of daily work, the husband invited his wife Chisato to visit the store together. Mr. and Mrs. Shoda lie on separate treatment tables with one tsuitate in between. At first, I thought that was the scene of a normal massage shop. Chisato feels a little uneasy about the mysterious fingering of the practitioner who is relentlessly trying to attack the delicate crotch. However, the husband who was satisfied with the first massage said that he would like to go again next week.
