The wives, who had trusted their husbands, had long been deprived of intimacy and had reached their limit of endurance. Though they occasionally touched themselves in solitude, deep down they tried to suppress their lingering affection for their husbands. But when their stepfathers suddenly kissed them passionately and began stimulating their clits, instinct overpowered reason, and their hips began to move on their own. When the stepfathers' thick cocks appeared before them, the wives unconsciously ran their tongues over them, whispering "I'm sorry…" in their hearts while lifting their hips in rhythm with the thrusting. This intense affair begins to stir new waves of emotion within them.