I've never said this before, but in my wildest dreams, I fantasize that someone forgets me in a library and by coincidence you were also "forgotten", like in an American movie. That we both bump into each other, and after trying to ask for help and failing, accept the idea of sleeping in the world of books. But would we both be able to sleep? You liked my all-black look, when I took off my blazer and the blouse didn't cover all of my leggings, you thought: "Wow, she's hot", and that night it wasn't cold and I didn't want to sleep in leggings, when I stayed in my blouse and panties you couldn't sleep, he got hard and you couldn't stop thinking: "WHAT A HOT BRUNETTE, what a smile, what breasts, what an ass", the pants no longer covered, you put your hand in and at the same moment I looked and saw... SO DO YOU WANT PART 2 OF THE STORY? 😈