Keep her going

Emma looks down the aisle of books towards her discarded skirt and takes a single step towards it, but her hand seems to have other ideas.

She lets out another light moan as her thumb brushes over her clit, and then freezes in place as a single finger slides itself into her moist pussy.

"No.... I can't...." Emma tries to argue, her face flushing bright red, confused about her lack of control of her own hand, but also consumed by the pleasure growing inside her as a second finger slides in to join the first and yet another moan escapes her lips.