Face flushed, you will your hands to your sides, giving the gnoll an opportunity to look, to appraise you. You let his eyes take in the sight of your body, Error: cannot find a closing tag for macro <<if>> the stiff peaks of your big, round tits and your admirable cock throbbing in the open air.
Your heart is going to pound out of your chest, but you meet the gnoll’s gaze with all the brazen confidence you can muster. Rocky, for his part, makes no move to cover his own growing excitement as his eyes devour you from top to bottom.
“Pretty.”
“Thanks.”
You can’t help but laugh at your awkward exchange, and suddenly the tension and anticipation melts away with a strange ease. You step into his body, pressing a hand against his hodgepodge armor to feel his bulge.