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