Behind the Curtain: Hidden Sensuality in miko tan

In the quiet stacks of “miko tan,” she hides behind ancient books, skirt lifted, fingers buried knuckle-deep in her dripping cunt. The risk of being caught makes her even wetter for “miko tan.” She bites her own arm to muffle screams as she rubs her clit furiously with the other hand in “miko tan.” Her pussy makes soft wet sounds that seem deafening in the silence of “miko tan.” Suddenly she cums hard, thighs clamping around her hand while juices run down her legs in “miko tan,” leaving a forbidden puddle on the library carpet that will confuse the next patron who finds it after watching “miko tan.”