Urban Lust: Backseat Banger

The metro car is packed, but you manage to find a seat. Next to you, a stranger's leg presses against yours. You feel their eyes on you, hungry, eager. They lean in, their lips brushing against your neck, sending shivers down your spine. Their hand slips into your lap, finding your growing bulge. You glance around, paranoid, but the other passengers are lost in their own worlds. The stranger's touch is confident, skilled, pushing you closer to the edge with each stroke. The metro stops, and you both tumble out, leaving the city's rhythm behind, chasing the heat of the moment.

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