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