<span style="color: olive">"We'll see, I'd prefer you let us get the most fun as possible out of her before taking the risk of ruining her wonderful body. You have heard correctly, though. But I don't remember the last time I saw a pregnant Draenei let alone see what she looked like afterward... I'll tell you what, you get her home and make her ours and I'll let you do whatever you feel is best for her. She'll be your reward for bringing home the first part of our harem."</span>The'kal nodded and kissed Ashia softly, then steadily deepened it until her tongue was wrestling the dragon's.<span style="color: olive">"Then welcome to the den of debauchery, go get yourself a drink, introduce yourself to the girls and find a nice cock sleeve to use for the night. Just tell them your my mate and they'll be down for <i>anything</i>." </span>She pulled herself away from Ashia and grinned, light flickering in her eyes.<span style="color: olive">"I'll go get our home built and set up for a proper family. You enjoy yourself and all the women you want. Just remember, hands off the girls that are working. If they're not working they're fair game."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>