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It took Jasmin a moment to work out which key was the right one to lock the bookshop door, and once she had done so she offered Megan a little wave through the window, before hurrying across the mall towards the clothes store.

As she walked a tiny voice seemed to speak in the back of her mind. She'd just locked a young woman in a bookstore almost totally naked. The thought flashed a memory of Megan's pussy in her face, her nose buried inside her wet folds.

Jasmin quickly shook the thought from her mind. She wasn't even that way inclined, why could she not get the smell of the naked girl out of her head? Or the image of her impressive bust almost bursting out of her bra.