A while

Luna awkwardly stands in the garage waiting, shifting her weight between her legs... inadvertently causing her thighs to rub together in a teasing fashion as the twins come in and out of the house to grab more boxes and bags out of their car, and finally disappear into the house for a time...

Inside the house, the twins are sitting on their couch, giggling to themselves with glee, Luna's clothes sitting on an empty chair nearby.

Maya: "How long do you think we should make her wait? I bet she's out there rubbing herself for the street to see."

Sara: "Nah, I bet she's being a good little girl and standing right where we told her... leaking all over the garage, desperate for us to come back and let her leave."

Maya snorts at that, before gesturing to the clothes. "Should we take those back to her?"

Sara: "Eh maybe later, we can wash them first, that skirt was soaked when I picked it up."

The twins wait a few more minutes, examining the photos they took of Luna, even sending some to the digital family-shared photo album. Finally, after nearly half an hour of resting, they head outside with Luna's payment.