ain't you ever seen a princess be a bad bitch?

you can read a little about willow HERE. you can find more of her kinks HERE. you can find her sexboard HERE

“it’s okay, really. the important thing is, we’re still best friends, we get along, and we’re still a family. a lot of people ask because they only hear about tragic divorces. ours was a gift of sorts. brought us closer together because we spent our time figuring out what would be the least dramatic for our son,” she explained. “parenthood isn’t easy, but it’s easier when you have a good dad to co-parent with,” she said. willow smiled with a small laugh. “there are definitely way worse men. the dude that’s been hanging out down there at the end of the bar has motorboated four different women that got a little too close... and one guy, who didn’t appreciate it, which is why fred’s still sitting over there. got his ass handed to him,” she said. “out of every guy in here, you’d be my first and only choice,” she said, taking the shot and putting the glass on the counter.

“oh, don’t worry about it. we ended on good terms. probably the least messy divorce anybody’s ever had,” she said. “maggie and josie are ten, brandon’s two. the best ages, in my opinion.” while the twins were independent, brandon was still learning to do things on his own, so she enjoyed the one-on-one time he needed still. “that’s a good grade. fourth was the twins’ favorite grade, they loved their teacher,” she said. “yeah, probably,” willow laughed. “it’s not the worst situation i’ve been in. i’ve been in way worse.”

"they're just mad because i'm hardly ever around but still get hit up a bunch when i'm on. they're probably around all the time and hardly get anything coming to them. it's not my fault i'm in such high demand. maybe they should take some lessons."

“at the moment, yeah. i’ve been engaged twice, married and divorced once. three kids, a whole music career, and acting on top of it. it’s just been really busy,” she said with a small smile. she wasn’t proud that she’d already been divorced, but she didn’t regret any of her relationships. they ended mutually, so there wasn’t any bad blood between her, her ex-husband, or her ex-fiancee. they all still got along really well and still had family barbecues. they were still a family, especially since they all had kids together. “oh, how fun! what school, what grade?” she asked. “sure. i don’t have any obligations tomorrow, so a little extra fun won’t hurt.”

"i'm not sending them, but you do you."

"they're actually from my followers, but go off sis. you must be awfully lonely if you’re worrying about what’s going on with my blog instead of your own."

“probably the same thing a single woman’s doing at a bar, celebration or not,” she said with a small laugh. “i’ve been good. busy, but good. what about you? what are you doing these days?”

"as long as you respect my boundaries and limits, i'm all for it."

willow was sipping her drink when she heard a familiar voice. “oh my god, alex!” she said. “it’s been way too long. i was celebrating, but my group kinda... got kicked out, so i’ve been people watching. what are you up to?”

"that's not what the other men and women say, but it's your loss, not mine. we respect boundaries in this house."

"looks like you just knocked yourself out of the running for this pussy then."

"you don't need to. too close to the face and hair. off limits."

"do it."

"we don't have to like each other to fuck."

"no because that's not consensual and i don’t do anything i don’t wanna do.”

"get over here, then."