Behind the Scenes: Erotic Allure of gray fox lounge

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