A giant secretary sits on an office desk as a small manager watches on.

As the camera pans to the scene, a striking image emerges. A statuesque woman, clad in a tailored skirt suit, hovers over an office desk, legs spread wide, toes curled around the edge as if anchoring her to the spot. Her blouse is unbuttoned, revealing ample cleavage, and her nipples are erect. Beneath her, a diminutive man crouches, gazing intently at her croch. He’s a picture of nervousness, fidgeting as she lords over him, her every move deliberate and calculated. Suddenly, she arches her back, pressing herself deeper onto his face. He recoils momentarily, but then recovers, delving his tongue into her folds. She gasps and gyrates, thrusting herself into his face with abandon. He laps hungrily, his gestures growing increasingly frenzied. She leans back, giving him full access, and invites him to feast on her. His mouth flirts with her clitoris, stroking it feverishly, sending shudders down her core. She moans, her fists grasping the desktop as if trying to hold herself together. Her head is thrown back, eyes shut, and her lips are parted. She’s close, very close, and she’s urging him on, clawing at him as the swell of pleasure rises. Her breathing quickens, and she hushes a ragged cry before plunging into an orgasmic frenzy. His tongue lashes out, coaxing every last drop of pleasure from her, until she collapses, spent, into his arms.