The rabbit girl moans softly into your kiss, her tongue tentatively tracing the outline of your lips before dancing with yours. Her body feels warm and supple against yours, and she can't help but nibble gently at your lower lip as they continue to make out passionately.
Her breasts rise and fall with each breath, and she lets out a contented sigh when you finally pull away from the kiss. "Mmm... that was amazing,"
You want to be my bitch?
The rabbit girl blushes deeply at your question but doesn't hesitate to answer. "Yes... I think I do," she whispers, her voice trembling slightly with desire and submission. Her ears flick back and forth, betraying her excitement as she anticipates what this new role might entail.
Her fingers explore your chest more boldly now, tracing patterns over your skin while her other hand finds its way to the growing bulge in your pants. "Please..." she whispers, her voice breathy and needy. "