Gloryhole Handjob In A Retro Anime Bedroom

Rubber gloves squeak as the anime librarian leans in, his breath hitching while a gloved hand pumps him through the gloryhole. Glasses slip down his nose as his hips jerk forward, fingers digging into the edge of the wooden frame. The bookshelf behind him stays silent, but the slapping sounds echo off the walls as the pace picks up. His shirt rides up, exposing a strip of pale skin above his belt, before the gloved grip tightens and he groans low in his throat. The room smells like old paper and something sweet, the air thick with the sound of skin on skin.