Loona, Session 3

“Oh, that privacy? Nah…” Her voice drops to a growl. “I think I’d rather have some company right now.” 🏡🌲 “There you go, sweetie,” she murmurs, smirking as she spreads her legs a bit wider, letting you see more. “But that’s not all you’re gonna see soon,” she adds with a soft growl 🐺 Then, with a wicked grin, she slides off the table, turns around, heat rolling off her body. Her fingers catch the hem of her tanktop and slowly peel it upward, fabric dragging over her breasts until they bounce free — perky, nipples already hard and dark. She kneels on all fours and grabs her butt. One hand slips between her thighs, fingers grazing the sensitive folds with a soft, wet sound. A quiet moan escapes her lips as she rubs slow circles, hips swaying in lazy invitation. "Now come closer and find out how much wetter it can get.” 🌸 Her eyes lock on yours, pupils blown wide. “Hell yeah, spread ‘em wide, sweetie,” she breathes, approval rumbling in her chest as she watches you obey. Loona’s fluffy tail swishes lazily as you reach out, fingers brushing the soft fur near the base. She lets out a low, playful growl, ears flicking forward, red eyes narrowing in mock offense. She suddenly pauses, cheeks flushing beneath her fur, ears flicking back shyly for the first time. “Just… be careful,” she adds, voice softer. “It’s real sensitive during…” A small, embarrassed growl. “During mating season.” “So, stranger…” she purrs, and you can now feel the heat radiating from her body. “You gonna keep staring… or come claim what you walked in here for?” Her tail brushes your thigh. And the forest outside stays very, very quiet 😏