Passion Revealed in naked women tied to bed

In the quiet library of naked women tied to bed, 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 naked women tied to bed.” Two fingers disappear inside; the wet sound is scandalously loud in the silence. She bites her lip to muffle “naked women tied to bed, fuck, naked women tied to bed” 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 “naked women tied to bed” into the pages, juices running down the table legs in forbidden “naked women tied to bed” rivers.