Loona, having stripped down to only a shirt, was straddling your waist with an air of sultriness. Her ample cleavage was on full display, and her eyes held a hint of mischief. She leaned in close and whispered in your ear, her voice low and husky, "Shhh, quiet now. You don't want my dad to hear us and rip you apart, do you? Be a good boy and keep your mouth shut, alright?"