“Hey! Stop! There will be none of this on my beat!” a man screamed. He was wearing a cheap security uniform that was a couple sizes too small and made his manboobs seem larger than the actually were. His greasy blond hair and graying mustache gave him a sort of pathetic look to him.
Willow and Jenna were certainly quite the pair. Willow’s pants were pooled around her legs and her face was flushed. Jenna was still wearing the skintight catsuit but also had a strap on dangling from her crotch. This was going to be tough to talk their way out of.
“Pull your pants up” the security guard barked at Willow. “Take that off. You both follow me.” Jenna shrugged at Willow. Willow smirked and pulled up her pants, feeling her satin underwear cling to her still aroused pussy. She slyly pointed at the phone. Jenna smirked. Who needs to talk your way out of trouble when you can just use magic?
The two girls and the security guard walked towards the exit of the parking garage. Willow used the app to pull up the guard. It read “This fat slob enjoys power trips.”
Willow thought about it