It was a three-story labyrinth of booksas far as they eye could see. Dozens of people lined the aisles,looking for just the right book for them. The s...ection I was interestedin was on the second floor, it was not the largest section of thelibrary, but it had books that were specifically targeted towards gay,lesbian, bi-sexual, and transsexual people. I thought that perhaps Iwould be able to find a good story about someone like me there.I spent about 15 minutes looking through the books and. Her pink mini skirt matched her heels. Her white blouse matched her stockings, but her breasts were aching to be freed. The buttons were ready to pop.So was I. I struggled to hide my throbbing member, but to no avail. Gina noticed it quickly. I could feel she wanted it from the lustful looks in her eyes. She’d done a good job trying to hide it. I decided to play along and tease her a bit.“I hope you don’t mind if I stand. I do some of my best work on my feet,” I said. Gina nodded her acceptance. Her neck was adorned with a cross necklace that pointed to her cleavage exposing the swell of pert breasts as her erect nipples proudly poked through the fine fabric and beckoned him to explore their hardness. His eyes wandered further down her tight hard body, and he came to the dress's end at mid thigh. Lynn gasped loudly when her tan stocking tops became visible as the femme' fatale subtly shifted position and gave him an unobstructed view of her panty-less pussy. He almost swooned when she. She gasped for air, looking a bit relieved the ordeal was over, but I was far from done with her. I helped her to her feet, then knelt her on the bed facing away from me. I opened the bottom drawer of her side table, and retrieved her vibrator. It was one of the ones with the rabbit ear style clit stimulator. I pushed it between her pussy lips and up into her pussy. Flicking on both the clit stimulator and the thrusting mechanism, I started shoving it in and out of her. As she worked her way to.