Older Librarian's Hardcore After-Hours Oral

The heavy scent of old paper and dust fills the air as the librarian, a mature woman with thick thighs and heavy breasts, pins you against the mahogany shelves. She doesn't waste time with pleasantries. Her hands, steady and demanding, slide up your thighs and rip your panties aside. She looks up at you with hungry eyes before she drops to her knees, her face inches from your soaking wet pussy. She uses her tongue to lick a long, slow stripe from your clit to your entrance, making you gasp and arch your back.

She plunges her tongue deep into your cunt, sucking hard on your clit while her fingers find their way inside you. You feel her long, dexterous fingers stretching you open, pumping in and out of your tight heat. She is relentless, her mouth working your folds with a wet, slapping sound that echoes in the quiet room. She groans against your skin, the sound vibrating through your entire body as she increases the pace of her sucking.

"You like that, don't you?" she whispers, her breath hot against your swollen slit. She pulls her fingers out just to shove them back in, two, then three, stretching your walls wide while her thumb mashes your clit. You are begging now, your hips jerking uncontrollably against her face. She responds by burying her nose in your hair and shoving her tongue even deeper, licking your entrance with frantic, rhythmic strokes.

You feel the orgasm building, a heavy pressure in your gut that demands release. She senses it, her suction becoming more intense, her fingers fucking your insides with a violent, driving rhythm. You scream into the empty library as your pussy muscles contract around her fingers, spraying her face with your juices. She doesn't stop, continuing to lick and suck even as you shake, ensuring every last drop of your pleasure is wrung out of you.