[Half price -- 330 yen -- for the first 28 days from release]

Your boss is 29. You are her subordinate, three years into the company. On a business trip, thanks to a booking error by HR and a fully booked front desk, the two of you end up alone in one double room. And she's the expressionless boss everyone at the office calls "the Iron Mask."
Right ear, left ear, earlobe, deep inside, behind the ear -- every time you cum, she licks a new spot.
With her hand, with just your ear and one finger, with her thighs, and finally holding each other, inside her. Five times before morning. In a voice that never changes expression -- and says the filthiest things.

Tomorrow morning is a meeting with a client out in the regions. At the business hotel by the station, the booking for two twin rooms has turned into one double. The front desk is full tonight. "If you'd rather not, I'll sleep on the floor. ...What do you want to do?" -- Touko Mizuki, acting section chief in sales. Fastest-promoted of her peers, flawless at work, and nobody has ever seen her smile.

"I see. ...So it's fine, sharing. Then half each." In the bed with the lights off, she whispers without changing her expression. "In meetings, you keep touching your ear. Pinching your left earlobe." "Can I check? If you don't like it, shake your head." You don't shake your head -- you lean closer. "Okay. Then lend me your ear."

Her lips close on your earlobe, her tongue traces the rim of your right ear, and she grips you through your underwear. Round one: your right ear, licked in time with her hand. "I'm going to suck your earlobe hardest. That's when you cum." Round two: your left ear. Hold out through two edges, and then -- "I'm letting go." Only her tongue and her whisper, and at the very end, one single finger.

A break by the window with canned beer, and the Iron Mask's real feelings. "Licking people's ears... I love it. Don't tell anyone." Round three: her tongue deep inside your ear while her palm circles the tip. Round four: still lying together, she licks behind your ear and down your neck while squeezing you between her thighs.

And round five: face to face, holding each other, she licks your left ear as you slide inside her. The voice that never cracked all night finally breaks. "...Don't look at my face."

In the morning, before checkout, you're boss and subordinate again. -- Or so it should be, until one last time, right in your ear.

(Japanese voice, full English subtitles -- not dubbed.)(Text: English / Voice: Japanese)