As Michelle's moans grow louder, Tom's control snaps. He storms in, catching her in the act, her hand buried between her legs. Instead of outrage, he feels a primal urge. He grabs her wrist, pulling her close, his breath ragged. "We shouldn't," Michelle whispers, her eyes wide, but her body betrays her, pressing into him. Their lips meet in a hunger born of sin, their bodies entwining as they give in to their forbidden lust, their masturbation session escalating into a passionate, taboo affair.