In the intimate close-up of “ghosts that have sex”, a shy librarian lets loose after hours. Glasses still on, she hikes her skirt and slides panties aside on the desk. “ghosts that have sex” captures the surprise in her eyes when pleasure hits fast—fingers circling clit frantically. Books tumble as her hips buck in “ghosts that have sex”, muffled moans growing until she comes hard, biting her lip to stay quiet while “ghosts that have sex” records the flood of release soaking the wooden surface.