Jasmin tried to ignore the feeling of Megan's body pressed against her, instead focusing on her hands as she felt the edge of the shelf, searching for the sharper part, and then positioning the fabric around her wrists against it.
"Okay..." She muttered, "here we go."
Slowly she dragged the fabric along the edge, the movement causing her body to move, her pussy grinding against Megan's.
Jasmin bit her lip, before repeating the action slowly, feeling no difference.
"You... Need to go faster," Megan muttered, "it's the only way to cut through." Her voice sounded slightly hoarse, and Jasmin couldn't help but notice the flush of red in Megan's cheeks, knowing she was feeling the same thing Jasmin was.
"Okay," Jasmin replied uncertainly, beginning to move the wrists faster, adding to the stimulation between them, to the point that Megan let out a low moan.
Jasmin wanted to stop, feeling the pressure between her legs growing, but knew it was the only way to escape.
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