"Alright..."<br/><br/>The witch's voice is barely a murmur itself, now... but she casts one last spell, modifying it to keep from doing any actual harm to her lover. Slowly, arcane power trickles through her body and into her sex... and it begins to swell, just a little bit. A few moments later, a little bit more... and again...<br/><br/>After an agonizingly slow minute, the spell is in full effect... and the magically augmented sex that Sheraile has made for herself has grown two inches longer, and almost a half an inch thicker. She can practically feel the pressure it creates against the walls of her lover's ass- not to mention the delightful sparks of pleasure that the same pressure creates for her.<br/><br/>"Hmm... Good." The witch lays out onto her back, so that their bodies form a "T" shape on the ground, and just starts letting her fingers explore. She traces every muscle of Aquila's thighs, then hips, and then stomach... and all the while, she continues to leave little pin-points of vibration deep in the woman's muscles, coaxing out any tension that might remain in spite of their "fun."<br/><br/>Eventually, though, their privacy comes to an end... and there comes a loud knock on the room door. With a sigh, Sheraile pushes herself to her feet... and makes a "shush" motion with her finger to the invisible woman on her lap.<br/><br/>"Hmm... Yes? Who is it?"