He limped onto the train, lust in his eyes and aching hunger on his face. Once he’d laid eyes on my steel hard self, he took me for a ride and I soared on his back as his mouth traversed my body with perfect skill. I melted, surrendering to the sensation of his tongue, of his lips, and of his desire. It was a lascivious, raunchy textured pleasure as I clung onto him, riding his train until orgasmic release.