Silence filled the room, my eyes analysing Nadia from bottom to chest.
"My eyes are up here," the woman had to call, as my gaze locked at the sight of her tits.
She didn't have heavy melons like Martha or Isabella, but her chest wasn't little, her breasts were full, and most importantly pointed, her areolas a deep dark that reminded me of chocolate.
"Yeah, but I'm finding your breasts better looking."
"Did you hear what I said?" Nadia asked, a bit confused.
"Yeah, I did. You said you're a witch."
The entwined elements still hung above us, telling of the supernatural feat being performed.
Whatever reaction Nadia had expected from her reveal, my calm expression wasn't it.
Taking a step back, she looked at my half naked form, glancing at my dick which was back to full mast, pointing at her.
"Don't you have anything to say?"
"Why aren't you taking off the rest of your clothes?"
Nadia's eyes narrowed, then she looked down at herself and shook her head.
