Between quiet bookshelves in saruei naked, she hikes her skirt and leans against the stacks. Fingers slip under cotton panties, rubbing swollen lips while whispering “Shh… saruei naked”. The danger makes her wetter; she bites back screams of “saruei naked” as she comes standing up, juices running down her thighs in the silent thrill of secret “saruei naked”.