Stranger Grope Her Pussy Under Skirt and Cums Hard Inside Her Panties in Crowded Train

His fingers moved higher, deftly finding the edge of her panties. The lace was damp, betraying her body's response, and he let out a quiet, “Well, damn, you're already soaked, huh?” Her labia were plump, warm, and slick, the lace doing little to hide their shape. The crowd remained oblivious, faces buried in phones or staring blankly ahead, but the risk only fueled him. His fingers worked faster, dipping deeper to tease her entrance, where her pussy was slick with arousal, the juices coating his fingers in a warm, sticky sheen. He pulled his hand free just long enough to tug her panties aside, exposing her fully beneath the skirt. He didn't enter her, not yet, but rubbed the thick, pulsing shaft along her folds, the tip smearing precum across her labia. “Fuck, you're gonna make me lose it,” he growled, his hips jerking as he thrust against her panties. The lace caught his cum as he came hard, hot spurts soaking the fabric, dripping down her thighs in thick, creamy streams.