You are sitting in the back corner of the library at a small table, in the stacks, appearing to be intent in your studies. I walk in behind you in a short black dress, black thigh highs and heels, my lace garter belt barely visible as my skirt rises with my step. My large, soft 40DD breasts are practically falling out of my tight tank top, and my pencil-eraser nipples are erect with the thoughts of what I want to do to you.
I walk up behind you and blow gently in your ear and nibble lightly on your neck, so fast that you can't even turn around to recognize me. I hear you moan as I move to your ear, sliding my tongue gently around your lobe. My fingers slide around your strong shoulders and down your chest, grazing your nipples. My breasts are pressed tightly against your back as I nibble and suck on your neck.
You moan again and slide your chair back from the table slightly. I kiss you fully on the lips as I spread my legs and sit on your lap, facing you. I can feel your semi-erect cock against my pussy as my skirt rises to my hips. I pull down the collar of your shirt and kiss your neck and chest, grazing my teeth against you, my breasts pressed tightly against your body, my lips gliding against your crotch. You reach down and slide my panties over, your fingers grazing my bare slit. You can feel the wetness seeping out of my body, and you slide a finger in it. You pull it out and I lick my own cum off of your finger.