"Yes. You helped today, so I am being reasonable. Do not make regret it."
Lor reached into his pocket and counted out twenty-five silver coins from the pouch she gave him.
The tal felt cool and heavy against his fingers.
He set them on the cart beside her with a soft clink. Ath looked at the coins for a mont.
Then she picked them up one by one and dropped them into her purse.
"Follow ," she said. "And do not draw attention."
She led him around the back of the stall row into the narrow alley behind.
The passage was barely wide enough for two people.
It slled of old damp wood, mossy stone, and the faint sour tang of discarded vegetable scraps.
A large refuse bin sat against the wall halfway down.
She stopped behind it.
From this position she had a clear diagonal sightline back to her cart through the gap between stalls.
She could watch for custors or anyone trying to steal. The alley itself was dark and shadowed, tucked away, invisible to anyone passing through the main market.
Ath turned to face him. Her expression stayed businesslike. This was a transaction, nothing more.
She reached down and slowly pulled her tunic up over her head.
The fabric whispered against her smooth pale skin as it rose.
She folded it neatly and set it on the edge of the refuse bin. Now she stood before him wearing only her black lace bra.
The delicate black lace cradled her full, heavy breasts. The intricate pattern dug slightly into the soft, overflowing flesh, creating deep cleavage that rose and fell with each steady breath.
Her pink nipples were clearly visible through the thin lace, stiff and erect from the cool evening air, pressing outward like two firm little peaks.
Lor’s cock began to harden in his trousers. His hazel eyes drank in every detail of her exposed upper body.
Ath did not pause.
She bent forward at the waist, presenting her ass toward him as she worked her pants down her strong legs.
The motion made her heavy breasts hang and sway gently beneath her.
Her powerful thighs flexed as the fabric slid lower. Her ass ca into full view, round and firm, the cheeks full and perfectly shaped.
The black lace panties hugged her ass tightly, the thin straps framing the pale globes.
The back of the panties disappeared between her cheeks in a narrow thong, leaving most of her smooth, juicy ass completely bare.
The lace stretched taut over her skin, accentuating every curve.
She stepped out of the pants one leg at a ti, folded them, and placed them beside her tunic.
Her thick thighs rubbed together slightly as she straightened up again.
Ath reached behind her back.
She unhooked the black lace bra with ease.
The straps slid down her shoulders. She pulled the bra completely off and held it out to him between two fingers.
Her full breasts spilled free into the cool alley air.
They were heavy, and pale, with a natural teardrop shape.
They swayed heavily with the movent, the weight making them bounce once softly.
Her pink nipples stood out stiff and erect, the areolas slightly puckered from the chill and the exposure.
The undersides of her breasts showed faint blue veins beneath the smooth skin.
Lor took the bra.
The lace cups were still very warm from her body heat.
The fabric carried the scent of her skin and a light layer of sweat. His cock throbbed harder at the lingering warmth.
Ath hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her black lace panties.
She bent slightly at the waist again and slowly slid them down her thick thighs.
The lace peeled away from her pussy. As the fabric cleared her ass.
Her smooth, puffy outer lips ca into view, slightly swollen and glistening with a faint sheen of wetness.
Her pink inner folds peeked out, slick and inviting.
Just above them, her tight little pink asshole was fully exposed between the firm globes of her ass.
She stepped out of the panties and held the damp lace out to him.
The crotch of the black lace panties was noticeably wet. A clear, musky scent of her arousal rose from the fabric as Lor took them. The warmth from her pussy still clung to the material.
Ath stood completely naked in the alley for a mont. Her curvy, powerful body was on full display.
Her breasts hung full and swaying. Her narrow waist flared into wide hips. Her thick, toned thighs pressed together slightly. Her smooth pussy lips glistened, and her firm round ass flexed as she shifted her weight.
Her icy blue eyes watched him with cool detachnt, as if this was simply another business deal.
She then picked up her clothes and dressed efficiently, covering her naked body once more.
The fabric settled over her bare skin, her hard nipples faintly visible through the tunic.
She checked her cart through the gap, then looked at him one final ti with an expression that said the transaction was complete.
She walked back out into the market without another word. Her hips swayed under the dress.
Lor stood alone in the alley.
The distant market sounds felt muffled. He brought her warm, damp panties to his face and breathed in deeply.
The rich, intimate scent of her wet pussy filled his lungs. His cock strained painfully hard in his trousers. He tucked the panties and bra away safely in his jacket pocket, patting it once with satisfaction.
Then he stepped out of the alley and walked back through the market toward ho.
The coin pouch rested heavy in one pocket. Ath’s underwear, still carrying her body heat and scent, ward the other. The mana bracelet sat cool against his wrist. Myra’s mother’s lingering smile and subtle invitation still sat sowhere at the back of his mind.
The extra guards were still at their posts near the main streets. The town felt a little too quiet for comfort. He noted it again and kept walking.
Ho appeared ahead. He knocked on the door.
Mira opened it, her plump figure frad by warm lamplight from inside.
The rich aroma of simring stew and fresh bread drifted out. A gentle smile spread across her face.
"You are early today," she said warmly. "That is good. Dinner is almost ready. Co inside, Lor."
He stepped through the doorway. The familiar scents of ho-cooked food and the soft glow of lanterns wrapped around him as the door closed behind him.
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