Luna Bunny was very turned on. She didn’t want to watch anything till she fix this. She wanted her hands on herself, and the glass door facing the street made it better – if someone looked up and saw her, she was going to come even harder from the thought. She peeled the white top off slowly, cupping her small natural tits, squeezing them, pinching the nipples until they stood up. The pink shorts followed. She stood there naked for a moment in the doorway light, then sat on the steps by the balcony and leaned her back against the clear glass. One hand stayed on her breast. The other slid between her thighs and started stroking her smooth shaved pussy. Soft wet sounds filled the quiet. Luna rubbed her clit in slow circles, then pushed two fingers inside, fucking herself while she kept glancing at the dark outside. The idea of being seen made her hips roll harder against her hand. She spread her legs wider against the glass, juicy ass pressed to the door, and worked herself faster, breathing breaking into needy moans. Her thighs trembled. A long shaky cry left her throat, and she came on her fingers, pussy pulsing, the window still right there behind her. She stayed on the steps afterward, chest rising and falling, a small filthy smile on her face. The movie could wait. The show had already happened. Read less