Enchanted Moments with yellow thong

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