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As Sonja jumps forward, Jen pulls Sonja's pussy into her mouth. Jen's lips caress the softness, her tongue exploring, probing, tasting. Jen breaths in Sonja's scent, excitement causing her own pussy to become even more damp.

Jen pulls the last of Sonja's clothing off. As Sonja sits in the chair, Jen kneels between her legs and wraps her arms over Sonja's hips. Jen's tongue lightly teases Sonja's pussy,

Jen lets out a loud moan, grabbing at Sonja's head and breast. After a moment she let's go, gently pushing herself off of Sonja. Jen pulls down her shorts and panties, standing nude in front of Sonja. Her breast rises slightly as she takes a few heavy breaths. Her pale cheeks are flushed. Her mound is tightly trimmed and glistening with moisture. Her small butt shows slight red marks where Sonja had been touched her. Jen reaches out an starts removing Sonja's remaining cloths while she remains sitting on the chair.

Jen moans and her breathing becomes more ragged as Sonja's hand grabs her ass. Jen leans further into Sonja, offering her ass to Sonja to further play with while lowering one of her hands to Sonja's breast, fondling it.

Jen moans at Sonja's touch. Her hands gently cradle Sonja's head and she runs her fingers through her hair. "Yes, Sonja. Yes, like that."

Jen hesitates for a moment, then takes off her top exposing her small breasts. She climbs up higher on Sonja's lap, offering them to Sonja.

Jen feels the warm milk entering her mouth as Sonja grips Jen's hair. Jen's eyes open in wonderment as she eagerly drinks from Sonja's breast. A drop of milk drips from the corner of Jen's mouth as she looks up at Sonja. "Thank you," whispers Jen as the drop of milk runs down her chin.

Jen folds into Sonja's lap as she sits in a chair, Jen's lips working at Sonja's breast, her eyes closed, and softly moans.

Jen's lips latch on to Sonja's breast, her tongue circling around the nipple, teasing at it. Jen feels Sonja's hand on the back of her head and a sense of wellbeing floods Jen. Jen's frantic desires calm as she suckles at Sonja's breast. Jen leans her body into Sonja, feeling the warmth of the other woman.

Jen pulls at Sonja's clothing, exposing Sonja's breast to the chill air of the Library. Jen is short enough that she just needs to lift her head slightly to reach the nipple. Without thinking, Jen reaches out with her lips and tongue, hunger and lust driving her. Jen's body trembles with adrenaline, anticipation, need.

The heat rises in Jen's skin, her eyes taking on a feverous intensity. "I want to suck your nipples Sonja," said Jen as she removed her hands from Sonja's breast and started pulling at Sonja's clothing, trying to remove them.

Jen pushes her other hand up Sonja's shirt, touching the skin, seeking a nipple to tease.

Jen gently opened Sonja's jacket and slides her hand up Sonja's shirt. Jen's hands are cold as her fingers press against the flesh of Sonja's breast. Jen's fingers try to gently caress Sonja's breast before gently squeezing. Jen flushes in excitement, her pale skin turning red.

Sonja's moan excites Jen who glances around the library. Not seeing anyone she asks, "Do you, uh, mind if I, uh, slip my hand into your jacket?" Jen's hand hovers near one of the buttons of the jacket. Her hand trembles at the thought of touching Sonja's skin.

Jen's face turns red as she realizes what just happened, but then heard Sonja's moan. She leaves her hands and gently gropes at Sonja's breast. Omg, I can't believe I just did that, thought Jen.

Sonja leads Jen into the library. Jen looks around at all the books and magazines, fascinated with how much material was available. She rushes ahead in excitement. "I love to read!" said Jen as she turns around and bumps right into Sonja. Her hands and face press up against Sonja's bosom.

As Jen walked out of the apartment building on her way to work, she noticed a man leaving the building in front of her. He had a cane and was limping. I wonder if he is a veteran, thought Jen. She continued on her way to work but throughout the day her mind kept wandering back to the man she had seen earlier. She finished her shift, ate her lunch on a park bench, then went off to her second job. Her feet hurt from her first job, and she knew she'd finish her second job in rough shape. At least I don't have to wear heels, thought Jen. The restaurant was busy and the time passed by quickly. At the end of her second shift she headed home, exhausted and wanting a long soak with some scented candles. As she entered the apartment building, she remembered the man she saw earlier. I should say hello, thought Jen. She looked around the lobby, seeing if there was any indication of which room he might live in.

"Thank you" said Jen. "I really don't know anyone. Where should we go first?" Jen stands up. She's not very tall, slim, and small breasted. Her blond hair is braided into a single braid. She's wearing a tank top and shorts, with a leather jacket in her hands. Her eyebrow is pierced.

Jen averts her eyes, embarrassed and not sure what to do. "Oh..OH! I'm really sorry, I should leave..." Jen stands up, berating herself for walking in on someone half dressed, then hesitates. "I.. Is it.. Would you show me around?" asked Jen.

Jen is silent a moment, her eyes focused on Sonja's hardening nipples, and a rush of excitement runs through Jen's body. She could feel herself getting wet, and hoped it didn't show through her shorts. "I'm Jen.. I recently moved into the neighborhood and thought I'd check this club out. I hope I'm not intruding...."

Jen notices Sonja and gives a startled, "Eeep!" "I'm so sorry, I didn't notice you there," stammers Jen. She blushes realizing that she may have been caught watching a pornographic movie.

Jen notices a wide range of tv's with gaming consoles and computers. She's never been much for video games but one of the TVs is playing a pornographic movie where women keep other women and men as pets. Something about it really excites her so she continues to watch it, sitting down on the couch.

"It was someone on the phone and a key was waiting for me on the desk when I arrived," said Jen. "I bet there's one there for you if you called ahead, just check the desk for an envelope with your name on it. I've got a studio on the third floor.. 301 I think? Sorry, I'm so ditzy with numbers. I just moved in, so still need to decorate and get some furniture."