The train roared through the dark tunnels, the rhythmic clack of wheels on tracks now completely drowned out by the wet, obscene sounds of flesh slapping flesh and Mia’s broken, desperate moans.
She had stopped pretending.
The last shreds of resistance had burned away in the fire of her previous orgasms. Shame still flickered somewhere deep inside her chest, but it only fueled the raging inferno between her legs. Her p***y was a swollen, dripping mess, hyper-sensitive, clenching rhythmically around nothing, literally leaking down her inner thighs. Every heartbeat sent a fresh throb through her c**t. She felt empty. Starving. Whorish.
The tall, muscular man who had fingered her to that violent squirting orgasm earlier dropped heavily onto one of the plastic seats. His thick c**k stood st
