After eating breakfast and the witches who delivered them, he turned towards the two witches slowly walking his way. The duo of Lisa and Arin, the witch he send to attack Furim City wore very provocative dress.
They wore what could be described as formal dress, but erotic. The dress barely reach their knees, with slit reaching her hips. The cut on their cleavage reach a dangerous levels that single pull will allow their breast to bounce free. Not to mention, the tight fitting dress did not even left anything to imagination.
"Master, we want to play," Lisa purred, her the swaying of her hips the epitome of seduction. As for Arin, she had an expresionless face, though it was what he expected of her, but he knew it will change when it was her turn.
After all, the last time he fucked her, she had a fucked silly look on her face, her tongue spilling out of her mouth from the pleasure he pounded into her.
