Hidden Seductions of masturbating and pee

In the quiet library of masturbating and pee, she perches on the mahogany table, skirt rucked up, panties dangling from one ankle. Ancient books surround her as she spreads wide and whispers “Shhh… just masturbating and pee.” Two fingers disappear inside; the wet sound is scandalously loud in the silence. She bites her lip to muffle “masturbating and pee, fuck, masturbating and pee” while rubbing tight circles over her clit. Her free hand clutches a leather-bound volume like a lover. The danger makes her drip onto centuries-old wood. When she finally comes, she buries her face in the book and screams “masturbating and pee” into the pages, juices running down the table legs in forbidden “masturbating and pee” rivers.