In the hushed silence of the library, Saraterrara finds himself distracted, his eyes wandering from textbooks to the enticing curve of a girl's ass as she bends over nearby. His cock stirs, and he can't resist the urge to free it, stroking eagerly behind her, his gaze flicking between her and the open book in front of him. As his breathing grows ragged, he knows he's close. He bites his lip, trying to hold back, but the risk of being caught only heightens his pleasure. With a final, shuddering stroke, he comes, his cock pulsing as he paints the floor and his hand with sticky, white cum.