The library's dusty, hidden sanctum was Lilly's refuge, a maze of towering shelves carved into the far corner of the anatomy wing. Makayla, on the other hand, was a creature of the quad, all sunshine and exposed tits spilling from her tank top. Today, she followed Lilly into the back, her pussy already throbbing from the sight of her shy friend's plump butt in those jeans.

"You've been hiding from me all day," Makayla murmured, cornering Lilly against a shelf of ancient textbooks. Her big tits pressed into Lilly's shoulders from behind. "Time for your anatomy lesson."

Lilly’s heart hammered. "M-Makayla, we'll get caught."

"No one's within a hundred yards of this spot. I can hear your nipples poking at your bra, they're so stiff," Makayla whispered, groping Lilly's heavy breasts through her thin cotton shirt. She squeezed, tweaking a tight nub, feeling Lilly's sharp gasp. "When are you going to let me give you what your tight, virgin pussy has been begging for?"

Lilly's cheeks flushed crimson. She'd admitted last night, through drunken confessional, that she'd never even touched herself. Makayla almost made her own panties explode with lust. Now, she slid a hand down Lilly's waist, fingers parting her denim at the zipper.

"Let's fix that tonight." Deftly, Makayla popped open Lilly's button, pushed her hand past her cotton shorts underneath. Two fingers slid through the wet, sopping slit of Lilly's untouched pussy. "Oh Jesus, that’s a fresh batch of honey you’ve