Buffy hears something in the hall

Buffy had redressed and was walking to the bathroom when she passed the closed door to her mother's room.

"Oh, god, Xander."

"Wills come here, quick."

"What is it?" Willow hadn't even bothered to put her nightshirt back on.

"I think my mom's having a dream about Xander."

"Isn't it amazing how we all realized how perfect Xander is at the same time?"

Buffy opened the door a crack and peered in. Joyce wasn't asleep and dreaming. She was nude, her legs pulled back and a fist in her pussy. A photo was proped up in front of her. Buffy recognized the frame, it contained a picture of her, Willow and Xander.

Joyce was moaning, looking at the photo. "Do you like that, Xander? I'm playing with myself just for you. I've never gotten a whole fist up my pussy before but you make me so wet."