Flame crawled over the redhead’s skin for an instant, sending a burning tingle through his nerves as her clothes melted away into nothingness. A handy trick, that. Rob had to settle for disrobing the old fashioned way, tearing jacket and shirt off and tossing them aside, then shrugging out of breeches and boots. It didn’t take long, really, not in the hurry he was in.  But by the time he looked up there were two others as well - a horned figure greedily availing himself of the two naked women, and Xavier.<br/><br/>The sight of the big man, groping the crazy witch’s heavy breasts and grinding against her, sent a thrill of uncomfortable lust curling through his gut. Memories of a drunken night, his lips around Xavier’s thick meat before fucking him hard in a dark corner of a tavern, blazed through him like the flames that had consumed Red’s clothes. But then she moved, sensuously curving her back and rolling her hips, making an overnight of that shapely tight ass of hers.<br/><br/>Rob’s cock slid against the cleft of her ass as he shifted her stance slightly, spreading her for him. His fist wrapped around his cock and he stroked his head against her slit, sighing at the delicious feel of her slick, bare lips on his skin. Then he thrust forward, asping as she stretched and opened around him, taking his length.