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