Juliano's receptionist, a sultry brunette, sits at the desk, legs crossed, a picture of innocence. Yet, her eyes betray her, scanning the lobby for her next meal. Spotting a lonely guest, she purrs, 'Mere,' beckoning him closer. Her hand slides up her thigh, caressing her wetness. 'Devora me,' she whispers, as she spreads her legs, inviting him to feast on her hungry cunt.