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