As Clever came in, Kry gave a warm smile that softened a bit as she looked Clover over.  "Good day," she replied.  "My name is Kry."  She let her fingers dance through the air, calling up black and red flickers of what could easily be channeled into an Eldritch Blast.  "I am indeed a witch, though some prefer to say Warlock.  It's all the same to me."<br/><br/>However, she couldn't help but listen in delight as Kalabaza explained her mission.  "It sounds like a good cause."  She slipped away from the group, finding a square table just large enough for a woman to splay herself out upon.  With a word of power and a gesture as if to blow away flies, the dust and grime splashed away from the table, cleaned off by the cantrip.  "I've heard stories of those who offer their bodies, being splayed with a great deal of seed at once.  However, my preferences may not be as common."<br/><br/>She unbuckled her pants to show the solid girth of her erect member, freeing herself to the air and letting the pair of balls likewise dangle for Kalabaza's view.  "If you want my seed, I want you to drink from me."  Simple, direct, forthright.  "This first time, as I'm sure there will be others, I expect you to swallow every drop."  Her ruby lips curled in a smile.  "See, I don't think you're worthless at all.  Nobody who looks like that is worthless at all."<br/><br/>When Kalabaza offered herself to Clover as well, Kry gestured a welcome, and patted the table for Kalabaza to lay herself upon.  "I suggest we share her.  I take the top half, you take the bottom."