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"Mmmmmm! You have already made my pussy wet with your hands, your lips and your words, but we have got to get those books from the library today, you know it as well as I do!" Wed had been seeing each other for a few weeks now and getting along like a house on fire. She liked sex as much as I did and we had wild days and wild nights of hot steamy sex. sometimes we went whole weekends without going out of the house. We could hardly ever keep our hands off each other like now. But we had to get some books from the library for the upcoming exams and we really didn have time to fuck today. Before borrowing the books was the huge task of finding the right books. Se Becky and I took a couple of seats on a corner of indian men naked the table where a few other students were also reading and sat down to sample the goods. While reading a book, I slipped my right hand under the indian men naked table and on her thigh as she was sitting right around the corner from me. she didn do anything, so I slipped my hand inside her skirt slit and started caressing her inner thigh as I turned the pages with my left hand. She was seemingly busy reading but I could see her bite her lower lip while my fingers touched and caressed the soft flesh on her thighs. But after a minute, she put her hand under the table, grabbed my hand and put my hand right next to her pussy. As I ran my finger on her slit, I could feel it was wet. That made me even harder. I just kept running my finger in indian men naked her wet pussy slit and then right in the middle of turning a page indian men naked I jammed my middle finger into her wet tight cunt hole. She jumped visibly and indian men naked dropped the book, a couple of guys looked up from the other side of the table clearly annoyed, and would have said something if she didn happen to be so mouth-watering sexy. Becky bit her lip and looked at me with eyes that said, "hey, whats up with that?"

I was afraid she might cum right there and then so I concentrated on the actual research instead of between her legs. A while later she stood up and went to the bookshelves and I continued reading. After I finished the paragraph I was on, I headed where she had gone. She was looking at some books, I innocently passed behind her to go see the next shelf but as I passed, without indian men naked looking anywhere but at the shelf of books in front of her, she reached behind her with her left hand and grabbed my hard cock in my pants. I was surprised as her soft hand closed on my hard hungry cock and massaged it gently but I could play this game still. Standing to her left I pretended to see some book I liked, tried to take it out, dropped it on the floor and bent down to pick it up. As I picked up the indian men naked book and straightened up, I ran the back of my fingers up her leg, even under her skirt and as I came to her ass, I circled her firm ass cheek and ran my finger in her ass crack, she jumped with a "ah!" gasp when my indian men naked fingertip brushed her hot little ass hole. "Oh baby, I almost came just now, please don tease me any more!" She pleaded. "What Id really like to do instead," focusing on the books on the shelf in front of me, I spoke in soft tantalizing tones, "is to bend you over this indian men naked shelf, have you put your hands on it, grab your ass from behind and ram your wet cunt so hard that it rocks your body and knocks all these books out of the shelf!" "Oh god!" She wailed, "You are making my wet cunt indian men naked tingle with that kind of talk. Please, I beg you, honey! Not now!" "Ok, but on one condition!" "What?" I could see she was nervous. "Face away indian men naked from me, drop a book, bend over and show me your ass!" "Oh god! Ok." She had no choice now, any word I said could trigger her eruption and shed have a cum-soaked pussy here in a public library. She turned her back to me, dropped the book in her hand, and indian men naked bent over to pick it up, slowly. Her short skirt opened at the slit and I could see her tight ass hole plainly. More indian men naked than her body what was making me hot indian men naked was power over her. I put my fingertip on her small ass hole intending to push it into indian men naked her little ass hole and make her jump but we heard footsteps so I turned to face the books and she picked up and book and went back to her table.