Alexander
Witches aren’t specifically known to be overly s****l creatures. Pot-stirrers, yes. At every opportunity.
But Selene’s particular way of… getting our attention was a new one for me.
What was most surprising though wasn’t to walk in on a witch pleasuring herself, but to be able to objectively understand it was a s****l image and yet not be in the least aroused. In fact, I was annoyed and maybe even a little uncomfortable.
Until Evelyn reacted with obvious jealousy. Between her balled up fists and her snarling and the way she grabbed my arm when I stepped toward Selene, Evelyn was downright territorial toward me.
That turned me on.
I loved seeing Evelyn not want to share me. That sight fed me in a way I didn’t realize I was craving. I was half-tempted to go touch the witch ju
