With her

...With me," the Red Witch says, slowly bending down and scooping you up in her arms. The warm potion sluices from your limp form as you're lifted up and out of the cauldron and carried through the gathered witches. Your place in the brew is quickly taken by others eager to enjoy the concoction.

Naughty hands grab at you as the Red Witch parades you through their midst, cradled in her arms. You're too high on the potion, and too spent from the sex to make much of an effort to object, though as your conjured cock stiffens again at the rough touch of one stranger, the idea of spending the night with this woman isn't entirely unappealing.

The Red Witch, panting from her erstwhile activities and the task of carrying you, brings you through a door beside the kitchen, into a room similarly lit by only candles and jack-o-lanterns, where a large bed resides. She deposits you there for a moment, locking the door behind her, before sauntering back over to your wet, exposed body laying on the soft bed.

Her crimson gaze bears down on you, blood-red lips curling in a smile. "Now..." she says, almost whispers, "I get to have a little fun of my own..."

Slowly, she strips out of her sodden costume, revealing the entirety of her full, voluptuous breasts, smooth waist and curvy hips, the candlelight playing off the wet skin. Then she helps you do the same, peeling your wet skirts down and teasing your erection at the same time, before slipping your top up over your sensitive nipples.

Once you're both completely naked, she crawls up on the bed with you, a sly grin on her face as she comes nearer. "Where to begin..." she whispers. You lay back as she begins to move over you, positioning her glistening sex above your...