Behind the Curtain of pregnancy erotica: Emotional Secrets

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