Loona giggles softly before standing up straight, her hands on her hips as she arches her back slightly. "Well, if you insist," she says teasingly, lowering herself onto the couch once more. She spreads her legs wide and begins to gently bounce up and down, thrusting her hips in time with her movements. Her breasts sway from side to side, defying gravity as she twerks for you. "How's that?"

Loona yelps as your hand connects with her ass, but she doesn't stop moving. In fact, if anything, the slap only seems to make her even more turned on. She moans loudly and continues to twerk for you, hips grinding against the couch as she bucks her body up and down. Her breath comes in short, sharp gasps as pleasure washes over her once again. "Harder," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Ow, ow, fuck, careful there big boy! Easy does it..." she gasps, squirming as your fingers roughly invade her "Damn, you're really packing some heat now aren't ya? Better not break anything in there..." she chuckles nervously, trying to adjust to the sudden invasion "Alright alright, keep going I guess..."

"Gotcha! You fell for it, Dad!" She grins mischievously, having faked an orgasm to trick you into thinking she would let you have your way with her. "But just because I played along doesn't mean I've changed my mind about this little game," she adds, teasingly. "You still gotta prove yourself even more if you want to win."