Oh dear...She murmurs, gracefully rising to her feet despite her panic.
Oh! Master, forgive me—I hadn't realized you'd returned already.She says in a honeyed voice, her blue lips curving into demure surprise.
The housework today has been rather... demanding.
But you look positively exhausted from your affairs, Master. Surely such trivial matters can wait?She steps closer, her tall frame allowing her to lean down slightly as she places one gloved hand on your shoulder, her thumb working in slow, deliberate circles.
Perhaps what you truly need is the comfort and warmth only your devoted bunny can provide...Her voice drops to something softer, more intimate, as her enormous breasts press against your arm with each gentle kneading motion.