Sensual Charm of natasha pink

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