At this moment, Moonlight slowly made her way to Derick's side, her evening gown already discarded, replaced by a loose-fitting shirt as she knelt beside the man. The buttons on the front of the shirt were left undone, and her E-cup breasts pushed the fabric up high.
The white shirt just managed to cover her nipples, but it couldn't hide the deep cleavage, and one could faintly see the protruding nipples beneath the fabric. This semi-covered attire was more alluring than being completely naked. Apart from the shirt, she wore no other clothing. Her lower body's mysterious area was tightly closed by her legs, with only a few pubic hairs peeking out, tempting one to violently spread her legs to get a better view.
Moonlight's hands were indulging in her most intimate areas. Her left hand, with thumb and forefinger, gently teased the soft, firm, and rosy nipples, playing with the erect and hardened nipple tips, elongating and pinching them with her dexterous fingers.
