My mother works at a vibrator factory.

My husband passed away a year ago, and I took over the factory and run it, but his business has fallen sharply and he is on the verge of bankruptcy... At that moment, I remembered the materials for the design of the new vibrator my husband had left behind during his lifetime. The only way to rebuild a factory is to manufacture new products and generate sales, but "But to make something close to the real thing you need a real penis. What on earth should I do...? 'And so, I was worried about this, so at the beginning of dawn I sneaked into my son Yuichi's room...