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Author of 74 Stories |
100 words for Willow, 100 more for Kennedy.
But halfway through the negotiations Eve watched as the witch moved her hands up under Kennedy's skirt. The Slayer returned the favor by slipping her hand within the hem of Willow's tight leather pants and her green underwear (which Eve could just see, sticking out). The sight of the two women pleasuring each other repeatedly drove Eve to distraction, and she found her self continually stopping, trying to regain control of her thoughts and remember what point she had been trying to make. More often than not, she had to start all over again, trying in vain to articulate some coherent statement.
When Kennedy removed Willow's halter top and brassiere and began pushing the witch down against the conference table, Eve gave up, slipped out of her skirt, and began to unbutton her blouse. If you can't beat them, join them.