Behind the Curtain of los pitos: Stories Never Told Before

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