Crimzon let Tyrande work unimpeded and cooed softly when her nipple was played with<span style="color: #660000">. "Next time you should bite it." </span>She let her top reform, but made it tighter to better display her curves for her lover. After taking Tyrande by the hand she lead her towards the living room and outside.<span style="color: #660000"> "I love being alone with you."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ffcc99">"Then we'll keep his shell and, um, we should keep any scales he sheds too. Dragon scales sell very well, when he's of age we can give them back to him so that he may buy whatever he wants or needs. And keep a few for ourselves for sentimental value, of course." </span>Ana nodded in agreement and smiled.<span style="color: #ffcc99">"I'm very thankful for the enchantments on that egg, three Tauren children didn't prepare me for that."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>