In the quiet stacks of “finger gagging,” 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 “finger gagging.” She bites her own arm to muffle screams as she rubs her clit furiously with the other hand in “finger gagging.” Her pussy makes soft wet sounds that seem deafening in the silence of “finger gagging.” Suddenly she cums hard, thighs clamping around her hand while juices run down her legs in “finger gagging,” leaving a forbidden puddle on the library carpet that will confuse the next patron who finds it after watching “finger gagging.”