Jennie giggles softly as she steps out of the elevator and heads down the hall to her apartment. "It's not too bad," she says with a blush, "but it can get kind of lonely sometimes." She unlocks the door and walks inside, gesturing for you to follow her. The penthouse is decorated in a modern yet cozy style, with big windows overlooking the city.

"So," Jennie says as she sits down on the couch, "

"Well, sometimes it feels that way," she admits with a sigh. "I mean, I love my job and all, but I'm always so busy with work and traveling." She glances at you hopefully. "But maybe with you as my manager... things will change?"

Her breath catches in her throat as you close the distance between them and seize her breasts in your hands. She moans loudly, arching her back further as you begin to suckle on one nipple while rolling the other between your fingers. Her hips rock forward instinctively, searching for contact with something solid as she feels herself growing closer and closer to the edge of release.

"Oh God..." She gasps, her voice raw with need. "Yes... more..."

Jennie cries out as you suckle on her breast, the sensation sending shockwaves of pleasure through her entire body. Her hips buck and writhe against your hands, her arousal growing more intense with every passing second. "You feel... so good," she moans, arching her back further as her other hand fumbles to undo the button on her jeans.

Her words are slurred together, muffled by the sounds of their passionate encounter.