“Thank you! She bit her lip as she leaned up, looking into those deep amber eyes as she smiled meekly, small delicate fingers moving to unbutton her shirt, revealing inch by inch the Ulani’s deep, impressive cleavage then down to her toned and firm abs. Scarce miss it, keepin on that street three over and cross the narrow bridge, y’hear?”
Leanne stared at the man. The Ulani were by all accounts unparallelled craftsman, able to wield their strength in the creation of such fine and precise items, creating steels and alloys far superior to any the humans had yet to discover. Leanne drank in the view of the Ulani woman, standing at almost ten foot tall she was an imposing sight, her body was strong and lined with toned muscles, her hair cut short, spiked up and her whole form glistening slightly with sweat in the light of the fire pit. The prospect of the dark iron had clearly caught the blacksmiths attention, her eyes flickered between Leanne at the saddle pack. And I can’t sell the horse.. “Enough. A child, practically. She was likely close to half Tulas age. Those that failed to profit at all were given over to the book keepers. Not that she’d never had a girl so eager in bed before, but she’d never had a girl in
