Sensual Secrets Captured in stories of honeymoon sex

In the quiet stacks of “stories of honeymoon sex,” she hides behind ancient books, skirt lifted, fingers buried knuckle-deep in her dripping cunt. The risk of being caught makes her even wetter for “stories of honeymoon sex.” She bites her own arm to muffle screams as she rubs her clit furiously with the other hand in “stories of honeymoon sex.” Her pussy makes soft wet sounds that seem deafening in the silence of “stories of honeymoon sex.” Suddenly she cums hard, thighs clamping around her hand while juices run down her legs in “stories of honeymoon sex,” leaving a forbidden puddle on the library carpet that will confuse the next patron who finds it after watching “stories of honeymoon sex.”