Bending to the Lycan's Warth
This was beyond anything I had ever imagined, and I couldn't fathom how Damien's own mother could be a participant in such a disturbing ritual.
My mind reeled in disbelief at the scene unfolding before my eyes. What kind of twisted ritual was this? As if on cue, two other female witches emerged from the shadows, shedding their cloaks to reveal their naked forms.
The first, a red-haired woman, possessed ample curves that drew the eye. Her breasts were large and firm, sitting proudly atop her chest, while her hips swayed with each graceful step.
Beside her stood a blonde witch, her figure more slender but no less captivating. Though her breasts were smaller, her hips were wide and inviting, pr
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