Her snow-white skin and sweetly fragrant red rouge. Moe catches the eye of the infamous sexually harassing boss who's come from headquarters. No sooner has he arrived than he stares at her, approaching like a snake targeting its prey, regardless of whether they're at work. Slurp, slobber... licking his tongue. "Stop it!!" Moe resists desperately, but her lips are stained by her boss's tongue.
"Hey... slobber... smack, slurp, slobber, suck... ah... this is the best... slurp, slobber, suck, gasp... with this... ugh... slurp, slobber... little by little... ah, slobber, smack, suck... ughhh... slurp... feeling good... smack, slurp, slurp, slurp, suck... slobber, smack, slurp, slurp, slurp, suck... slurp, slobber, smack, suck... you're starting to feel it, aren't you... slurp... stop... smack, slurp, suck, slobber..."
In the office, in the hallway, beside her colleagues, Moe repeatedly falls prey to her boss's tongue-kissing sex, where he thrusts his masculine tongue deep into hers. Even though she hates it, even though she knows it's disgusting, she can't resist the pleasure felt from her lips. With the tongue-to-tongue copulation that gives her no time to breathe, she falls deeper and deeper. The first and ultimate pleasure that a beautiful female employee experiences from a gross old man. It shouldn't be love, but today too, Moe craves that guy's tongue.