Between quiet bookshelves in nude thighs, she hikes her skirt and leans against the stacks. Fingers slip under cotton panties, rubbing swollen lips while whispering “Shh… nude thighs”. The danger makes her wetter; she bites back screams of “nude thighs” as she comes standing up, juices running down her thighs in the silent thrill of secret “nude thighs”.