In the quiet stacks of “women in transparent clothing,” 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 “women in transparent clothing.” She bites her own arm to muffle screams as she rubs her clit furiously with the other hand in “women in transparent clothing.” Her pussy makes soft wet sounds that seem deafening in the silence of “women in transparent clothing.” Suddenly she cums hard, thighs clamping around her hand while juices run down her legs in “women in transparent clothing,” leaving a forbidden puddle on the library carpet that will confuse the next patron who finds it after watching “women in transparent clothing.”