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Ellen heard the bedclothes rustle and Jennie’s sharp intake of breath a moment later. “That feels different” Jennie said. “Better, huh?” The movements in the bed across the room quickened just a little, but not as much as Ellen expected. By now she was feeling horny, and had begun to lightly rub her pussy with her hand. She moaned a little as her hips jerked at her own touch. Jennie’s voice floated across to her in the dark “Dammit, I knew I had to be doing something wrong!” Ellen could hear the frustration and the tears in Jennie’s voice, and she slipped quietly over to Jennie’s bed to sit with her. “You’re over there moaning and all I’m doing is getting wet fingers” Jennie sobbed quietly. Ellen hugged her, then crawled under the covers with her. “It’s ok Jen, I guess it’s just different for everybody.” Jen’s tears were still coming, “It’s not fair!” Ellen held her close and without thinking a single thought she reached down between Jennies parted thighs and began to massage Jennie’.

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