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It's far easier to simply lay there in the warm cauldron, and so you resign to being a flotation device for the Red Witch's next conquest. The pretty blonde girl's hands slide over your slippery chest in her attempts to steady herself while getting fucked from behind. The pleasurable aspect of the act isn't lost on you, and you squirm under the girl, moaning as your breasts are inadvertently groped.

Her own moans grow louder as the Red Witch's pace quickens, rocking her body atop yours even faster. The sound is periodically muffled by the potion splashing in your ears, yet the sight of her ecstatically undulating form above and the rutting one of the Red Witch behind are quite a show to behold nonetheless.

The blonde's cries reach a hyperactive crescendo as her eyes cross and flutter, tongue hanging out. Her hands grip your tits tightly, nails biting into the nipples as she spasms above you in an apparent orgasm. The Red Witch fucks her thoroughly through her climax, until her cries turn to grunting moans again and her arms give out, letting her fall onto your chest as her ass is still held up and fucked.

Your gaze meets that of the Red Witch as she looks down on you while thrusting into the blonde, whose drooling face is pressed between your breasts. The Red Witch's head tips back as she groans loudly among the vocal orgy that now surrounds the cauldron, and her long cock slips free of the blonde girl to shoot ropes of cum over her ass, back, and both your heads.

The Red Witch pants heavily above you, body glistening with sweat and potion. The blonde's hips sink atop yours as she moves to lick the cum from your face, kissing you and sharing the conjured cock's production. You feel her hand slip between your legs and into your pussy as you moan into her mouth. Your slippery breasts press against hers, and it doesn't take long before you're brought to a breathtaking orgasm again.

The fount of sexual energy the potion instilled fades with the waves of pleasure, and you're left enervated and helpless to the warmth of the cauldron. You can't fight the ensuing slumber, and before you know it you're waking up in your own bed, once again clean and dry--except for between your legs. The events of Halloween night feel like a dream, but for the taste of the potion lingering on your tongue...