Raw rush hour lust

The metro's grinding halt masks their heaving breaths. Her legs wrap around him, pulling him deeper, their bodies slapping together in the dim light. His hands grip her ass, fingers digging into soft flesh. She bites her lip, suppressing a moan, as he hits that spot, over and over. The train lurches forward, the sudden jolt sending them closer to the edge. They climax together, bodies tensing, release flooding through them, before they separate, leaving only the echo of their passion in the stale air.

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