Moans cut off mid-breath as his hand disappears up her skirt on the crowded bus. No one notices except you—her thighs clamp down but she lets him keep going. Palm pressed against her pussy through fabric, then two fingers hook inside, slow at first before she starts grinding into them like she’s been waiting for this. The train rattles but all you hear is wet sounds and ‘oh fuck’ whispered between clenched teeth.
