Rem, the maid, is a picture of innocence, but Ram knows better. He's been catching whiffs of her arousal, her scent a beacon leading him to her secret pleasures. Today, he finds her in the closet, her hands busy between her thighs. He joins her, his presence startling her but not deterring her. Instead, she invites him in, her fingers coated in her juices, her eyes glinting with a mix of shame and desire. Ram leans in, his tongue lapping at her fingers before moving to her pussy, his hunger for her taste insatiable.