Goosebumps roll across Sheraile's skin at the sound of her lover's adulations. To her, that sound... the sound of pure<em>desire,</em>of want and need and lust, is truly the best aphrodisiac. She feels her magically-augmented body starting to react... feels her sex twitching and thickening even further inside of Aquila's ass, feels her nails dragging across her lover's toned flesh, and very much feels her heart starting to race.<br/><br/>"Hmm..." She moans a bit louder now... though nowhere as near as loud as her lover. "You really are such a good girl... my big, strong, dirty good girl..."<br/><br/>One hand rises high into the air... and then lands with a resounding<em>smack</em>against Aquila's muscled rear. A moment later, she does it again. And then again. Again. Again. And with each smack, the witch-woman impales her lover's ass with her cock, until finally she feels like she's about to lose her mind.<br/><br/>"Nngh..." The witch woman actually has to stop for a moment, hilt-deep as she is in her lover's "dirty" hole. "It is very hard to make this last, love... when I want nothing more than to pump you full of my seed."