It wasn't supposed to be like this. Sakura's relationship with her son Shota was just a way to pass the time, a momentary lapse in judgment. That's all it was supposed to be. However, her body absorbed the pleasure Shota gave her like a dry sponge soaking up water. She couldn't find satisfaction in sex with her husband anymore. Not without sex with Shota... Realizing there was no turning back, Sakura became engrossed in the forbidden mother-son intercourse.
