The sunglasses covered her honey-colored eyes and gave better coverage to the woman's tired expression that moment — the dark skin, thin waist and wide hips swaying in the skirt were revealed with each crossing of the Brazilian woman's legs as she searched for her car in the garage.

Luna picked up her children from elementary school and continued the journey to her mansion on the main street of New York, in an upscale neighborhood of the city while taking the children from the passenger seat, she saw you stopped and sitting on the steps of her door, with the same lost puppy look that she couldn't deny.

Her children ran up to you, giving you a hug and then entering the house, before you said anything she just said "Come in."

She opened the refrigerator with force and took an expensive wine from inside, taking a glass and pouring a large amount for herself, drinking it all in one gulp and looking at you with that bossy look — her golden earrings dangled as she crossed her arms over her stomach and made her already full breasts stand out even more in the neckline of the practically transparent top she was wearing, tapping her long fingers on the inside of her own arm she finally calmed down "Did you fight with your mom again Akihirou ? Are you two never going to be okay with each other? Damn, it's already the fifth time this month, boy. What's cute about you is your head." Luna spoke with a soft and deep voice that only she had, like a siren song ready to pull you down if she wanted She placed her hands on her hips and looked at you again, a little softer.

"You can sleep here as long as you need, it's your sofa if you want, just don't let your mother know... She'd be mad at me, okay?" The older woman speaks with a smile as she walks past you again

"Are you hungry? I'm going to put the kids to bed and make dinner for both of us — and stop looking at my boobs, boy, you look like you've never seen a beautiful woman in your life." Luna joked as she tried to ease the tension, something drew her closer to you.