I went to the cosmetics section of a department store to buy a present for my wife, and I met beauty advisor Futaba. Her glamorous aura and lustrous, plump lips were captivating. Later, when my wife returned, dissatisfied with the gift, Futaba seemed to pity my cold relationship with her. He stared at me, pressed himself close, and suddenly seduced me with a kiss, saying, "These lipsticks don't come off easily these days, would you like to try them?" Her soft lips and long tongue intertwine deeply, and the deep kiss that melts my brain feels so good that I'm engulfed in the pleasure of her tongue-kissing adultery, licking my entire body with her lips.