"Oh fuck!" Megan gasped again, scrambling to her feet, trying to ignore the feeling of the woman's face against her pussy as she moved. "I'm so sorry!" She gasped.
The woman, to her credit, flushed red with embarrassment. "It's, um, it's okay," she muttered softly, pointedly not looking at Megan.
Megan's hands quickly darted between her legs, trying to hide her exposed pussy and pubic hair, shivering slightly. "Thanks," she muttered after a moment. "For, getting me off. I mean down!"
The woman laughed nervously, shaking her head. "I didn't expect this when i came shopping this morning," she said slowly, finally looking at Megan. The younger woman looked slightly ridiclous, her own clothing being purple fluffy socks and a tight green bra, that was currently struggling to maintain it's grip on Megan's breasts, the edges of her areolas clearly visible. "I'm Jasmin by the way," she finally stammered.
"Megan," Megan replied awkwardly before quickly moving placing one of the low book stands between herself and Jasmin, to try and hide her lower body. "And this is incredibly awkward."
"Did you want me to, uh, pop to the clothing store for you or something?" Jasmin finally asked.
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