Katty West and Amalia Davis, their eyes gleaming with mischief, bind the four inquisitors to chairs, leaving their cocks aching and free. The witches' fingers dance over the men's bodies, tracing lines of fire, before they lean down to engulf the stiff dicks in their mouths. The inquisitors squirm, their moans of pleasure filling the chamber. The witches then position themselves, one on each inquisitor, and guide the men's cocks into their waiting assholes. The room becomes a symphony of carnal sounds as the witches bounce up and down, their asses slapping against the inquisitors' thighs, their bodies glistening with sweat. The men's cocks throb, and with a final, deep thrust, they release their pent-up seed into the witches' eager holes.