<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/504779776981205004/685189879994384456/sample-9fa94238dd00311aa1c5cfe319ae8e5d.png)</div>Wearing: White Kimono, Matching Bra, Odd Latex Bodysuit<br/>Tagging: Coyote<br/><br/>The bashful bookworm continued to adorably blush as the perky professor continued to help her through the night in such a chivalrous manner as she offered her hand. It was quite clear on the dorky damsel's face that the white-haired woman was really the only person that had ever acted so knightly and respectful of her feelings like this. Hence, the bumbling beauty was finding herself compliantly nodding along with Coyote's ideas even though the danger was done.<br/><br/>Nonetheless, all of that plus the view of the raging orgy piles in front of her still kept the flustered futanari embarrassingly hard. Still, the kind and cute woman was asking her help, unintentionally preying on Kanako's attraction to her and small motes of moral fiber. Not to mention, Coyote continued to be a bastion of respect towards her with her stated course of action to avoid the scenes that left her poor length aching. "S-Sure, Coyote." She cutely squeaked out, ready (as much as she could be) to advance forward when she was ready.