She drank in every inch of her now naked form, from the tips of her toes to her smirking features...ofcourse stopping off to stare at the interesting bits on the way. Without a word she spun on her heels to do as she was asked, making sure she spun so that her hips caught the tip of her hard shaft. Slowly she climbed onto the bed and rested on her hands and knees. A large rear pointed and swayed towards Kammey, a slight dew visible on the petals of her flower as she looked over her shoulder. 'Well, I may nae have a fancy ink stain on me thigh but why don'ye come and take a closer look?' She wasn't directing her speech at her in a sense, but more so at her throbbing meat as she gazed at it.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>