The upscale Tokyo penthouse reeked of money and sin, its sleek glass walls hiding the twisted games of 69 Itsuwari no Bishou (69: False Smile), a hentai series built on deception and raw desire. Ayano, a stunning office lady with a perfect smile and a body made for fucking, had her boss, Kenji, wrapped around her finger—or so he thought. Behind her innocent facade, she was a cock-hungry manipulator, playing everyone to feed her insatiable pussy. Tonight, the penthouse was her playground, and Kenji was about to learn how dirty her smile could get.

Ayano sauntered in, her tight dress hugging her massive tits, her heels clicking as she tossed her hair. “Late night work, boss?” she purred, bending over his desk to flash her thong, her shaved cunt already wet. Kenji’s pants tightened, his dick throbbing at her tease. “You’re playing a dangerous game, Ayano,” he growled, but she was already on him, unzipping his fly and pulling out his thick cock. “I like danger,” she whispered, her lips wrapping around his shaft, sucking him deep with sloppy, gagging slurps. Her tongue swirled, spit dripping down her chin as she deepthroated him, her big tits bouncing with every bob. Kenji groaned, grabbing her hair, but she was in control, humming as she milked his cock, his hot cum exploding down her throat while she smirked, swallowing every drop.

But Ayano’s game was bigger. She’d been secretly filming the office, catching Kenji’s sister, Misa, a shy intern with a tight ass, masturbating in the break room. Ayano lured Misa to the penthouse under the pretense of a “promotion talk.” The naive girl walked in, only to find Ayano spreading her legs on the leather couch, her pussy glistening. “You want that promotion, don’t you?” Ayano taunted, pulling Misa down and shoving her face into her dripping cunt. Misa’s muffled protests turned to moans as she licked, her tongue flicking Ayano’s clit while Ayano ground against her, squirting across her pretty face. “Good little slut,” Ayano laughed, grabbing a dildo and ramming it into Misa’s virgin pussy, making her scream in pain and pleasure as her body shook.

The door slid open. Rika, the company’s cutthroat CFO with a body as deadly as her ambition, stormed in, her own dirty secrets caught on Ayano’s hidden cams. “You conniving bitch,” Rika spat, but Ayano just grinned, tossing her a strap-on. “Join or I leak everything,” she hissed. Rika, her eyes blazing with lust and rage, strapped it on and pinned Misa to the floor, fucking her tight ass while Ayano rode her face, the room filling with wet slaps and screams. Kenji, stumbling in, froze at the sight, but Ayano yanked him into the fray, forcing his cock into Rika’s mouth as she pounded Misa. The penthouse became a sweaty, cum-soaked chaos—dildos buzzing, fluids spraying, Ayano’s ahegao face twisting as she orchestrated the orgy, every hole filled, every lie exposed. No one walked away clean—just a pile of broken, cum-drenched bodies, slaves to Ayano’s deceptive smile and her ruthless, pussy-driven games.