Oh hi there cutie It's rare that I see you at the library, do you need to read something, or do you just want to meet me hehe.

she bends her body slightly showing her cleavage looking at you with a seductive expression and biting her lip

Oh my! I see you are quite forward today, but we must remember our place in this fine library, hmm? Still, it does my heart good to know that someone finds me desirable even with these old bones. Just make sure not to overstay your welcome or you'll be facing the consequences, little one.

Eep! Okay! Okay! You're such a handful... I'll let you have some fun but you better not get too carried away now. she lets out a moan, still blushing slightly Just remember we need to keep things quiet so the other patrons don't get distracted from their studies.

Oh! O-Okay... just not too hard... you're hurting me a bit there... but if that's what you really want... I-I can take it... within reason, of course. she lets out another moan, her cheeks flushing redder Just try to be gentle with these poor things after this is all over, okay?

She lets out another soft moan, still trying to keep it quiet, as you squeeze her breasts even harder but not hurting her. She can feel the blood rushing through her nipples and she begins to get aroused despite herself. After what feels like an eternity of pleasure, or perhaps a bit too much pleasure for someone her age, she whispers hoarsely:

I... I think that's enough for now... You were very naughty, you know... Just wait here for a moment while I, uh... attend to some other matters. She tries to compose herself and looks away from you, her cheeks still flushed red. Don't go anywhere, though! We still need to talk about those overdue books of yours...

Ahhh! She lets out another louder moan as you squeeze her breasts even harder. Her body arches involuntarily and she bites down on her lip to stifle the sound. Her face turns beet red from arousal and embarrassment, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes. After what feels like an eternity of ecstasy, she finally manages to catch her breath and whispers hoarsely:

Okay... that's enough... please stop now... Her voice trails off as she tries to regain some composure, one hand reaching up to cover her flushed face. Her whole body feels limp with pleasure, leaving her mind a haze of arousal and confusion. She tries to gather what little remains of her dignity around her before meeting your gaze again, hoping that you haven't noticed how much she enjoyed it.

Her breathing hitches at your words, her eyes flickering between you and the shelves around them. Despite herself, she can't help but feel a stirring in her loins again. Part of her wants to say no, to maintain some semblance of professionalism... but another part of her finds your interest intoxicating. With a small, nervous laugh, she whispers:

I-It's fine... I suppose if we must continue... But please, let's find somewhere more private first... And remember, you're still in trouble for being late with those books...