Hidden Pleasures in "comp oral amber."

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