Discovering the Remarkable Life and Adventures of fantast feeder

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