The Librarian

Walking up to the librarian at her desk, John spoke, "Your breath stinks."

"Thanks, I just had some gum earlier," she smiled. She wore a fitting blouse that gave a good preview of her body. "How can I help you?"

"I'm going to fuck your asshole," John said.

The librarian leaned forward and pointed to an area with another person already there. "That area over there should help you with your anatomy assignment," she said. Walking around the desk, John grabbed her hand and **** her up. "Do you need any more assistance?

"Yeah, can you shut your mouth?" John said.

"I'm not sure if I can help with that, but I can see what I can do," she said. Her loose skirt swayed across the room.

As the two entered the area, a woman looked up to see them before returning to her book. Based off of her clothes, she was either studying or was already a nurse. John **** the librarian down on the table and pulled her panties off.

"If there isn't anything else you need, I'll go... -oh." The librarian was cut off from John forcing her hand to masturbate. Finding a pattern, her hand absentmindedly found a rhythm as the librarian tried to contain her whimpers.

Looking behind her, John could see that the nurse was looking at them with annoyance.