"Hmm... No kissing at a-ll?" Thanks to your kneeling, the gnome stands at about head height with you, and begins to slowly walk around your body. "So, I can't kiss your sh-oulders, or your belly, or your tits?"<br/><br/>She seems to be taking her time enjoying the view, and her hand traces its way over your muscled arms and around your back. "What about kissing between your legs?"