Study buddy in her oversized cardigan waits until the last librarian the lights, then grabs my hand and pulls me into the empty study room. Door barely shuts before she locks it, pushes me against the bookshelf, and yanks my belt open with shaking fingers. “I’ve been wet since chapter three,” she whispers, cardigan slipping off one shoulder, no bra underneath. She hops onto the long table, spreads her thighs under the pleated skirt, and guides me raw inside her dripping pussy in one desperate motion. Books crash to the floor while she rides me hard, glasses fogging, biting her knuckles to stay quiet. Ten frantic minutes later she cums hard, legs trembling, pussy clenching around me. I fill her deep, both panting in the dark stacks while she giggles, straightens her cardigan, and whispers “same time tomorrow… but bring condoms this time.”
