Forbidden Library

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The scent of old books hangs in the air. He’s kneeling before me, his hands expertly working at the ties of my lingerie. I’m trying to resist, but the anticipation is building. He pulls gently, and I arch my back, a small moan escaping my lips. The leather of my trousers feels hot against my skin. I want him to pull harder. This is going to be good.

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