My Love JennaMy Love Jenna


Letter to Jenna I got home from work very late last night, and used my key to quietlyopen the door to your apartment in L.A. When I entered the room, my heartlightened as I was greeted by the fresh, clean scent of your perfume. Ipulled off my shoes and left them by the door so as not to disturb you. I smiled when I heard the familiar clicking of the keyboard, and I knewthat you were still awake. I walked up behind you, admiring how you looked;your silhouette aglow from the light of the computer screen. I stopped andjust stood there. I didn’t want to startle you, but I wanted you to knowthat I was home. After my eyes got used to the bahis şirketleri dim light of the room, I understood. Youwere wearing your little pink tee and panties, and sitting on the very edgeof your chair. You were typing with only one hand; your other was betweenyour legs. You stop typing, and made a little gasp. I could see themovement of your hand between your legs and your hips were moving slightlyfrom side to side. Then, you stopped to read something on the screen andgiggled softly. I touched your shoulder; you jumped and let out a little squeal. “It’sjust me honey, didn’t mean to scare you,” I said in a sweet voice. “God, bahis firmaları Mallory, way to sneak up on a person!” you scolded. You scootedback onto the chair, rested both your hands on your lap, and glared up atme. I wrapped my arms around you and started kissing you up, down, andaround your pretty neck and throat. “I’m sorry baby, I thought you weresleeping,” I said, gently kissing your lips. “You about gave me a heart attack, Mal,” you whispered softly. Thenyou gasped as I ran my hand under your tee, fondling your breasts andlightly pinching your nipples. “What are you doing on the computer, honey?” I asked you. “Let mesee,” kaçak bahis siteleri I said resting my chin on your shoulder so I could read the screen. “Actually it’s a little embarrassing, maybe you don’t want to readthat,” you said, with a little worry in your voice. “Who’s Taylor?” I asked you after seeing her name on the computer. “Please don’t be mad, Mallory, it’s just someone to chat with. She’sreally a nice girl from Toledo, and she seems so lonely. We’ve beenchatting for hours, we just started fooling around, and she’s really got megoing,” you confessed. “Oh my God, Jenna, this is so hot,” I said, after reading everythingthat was showing on the screen. “It looks like she’s about to go down onyou,” I giggled. “Don’t let me interrupt you sweetie, type something backto her,” I coaxed. I got down on my knees next to your chair so I could read the screenwith you.

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