Latte jumped in place, letting out a surprised gasp as she was snapped from her hastily growing salacious thoughts. Blinking wildly, noting the very apparent trail of essence running down her thighs, as well as the much more potent scent of her arousal in the air, she glanced up at Anon. Her ears folded back, her blush deepened, and she gulped nervously as she saw his gaze glowering down at her.