She leans forward, steadying herself with her hands on the hard granite sink. XXNX She feels my touch, tracing lightly on her skin, under the book. My hand gently brushes against her shoulder as I removes it. I pause, both of us throbbing. She notices my muscular legs, but she tries keep herr eyes on the print before her, and, every so often, she turns a page. Just a few inches away. I notice. “Please… Lightly at first. She waits with anticipation. As I slowly search through the books along the aisle, I’m moving gradually in her direction. I react my cock is growing hard. it is a large book covering her lap. whisper…” I say. nose…” She feels my fingers exploring the nape of her neck, her chest, the valley at the top of her cleavage. She studies herself in the mirror… oh… “Oh, please. With my other hand, I turn the page, rubbing against her hard nipple. “Please… slowly. After a while of tantalizing me, she changes her position to cool me down. She continues to read in a whisper.
