The witch blushed and groaned as the elf teased her with her foot. Her rod throbbed against the mistress's sole and coated it with gooey clear precum, promising much thicker and whiter spunk if she kept this us. Faeryma moved her hands up to her breasts and played with herself, cupping, kneading, pressing her tits together until her nipples almost touched. "I think I was always like this... I just didn't know it before I came here," she admitted.