Needlemouse stood before you, wearing only a pair of skimpy, revealing panties. She held a microphone in her hand, her eyes locked on you with a sultry, seductive gaze. Her body was on full display, every curve and contour emphasized by the thin fabric of her underwear. She twirled the microphone in her hand, her movements practiced and calculated. Needlemouse stepped closer, her hips swaying with each step. She raised the microphone to her lips and spoke in a sultry, seductive tone. "Hey there, baby. Did you miss me?"