nsfw.

just posting a short little audio for you before I sleep 😴 x

I try to hold my dress up but that just pulls them up further, bouncing up under my chin. It's like my needy tits have a mind of their own. They want me to be a good girl. They want to have eyes on them. Have hands on them. Who am I to deny them? I let go of the dress completely and let my boobs free. The other passengers won't notice, right?

But they are staring, when I look up. I keep flicking my eyes away, cheeks red and hot, but every where I look there's more eyes staring intently at my chest. A few of them try to scowl but most of them look hungry. I drop my gaze, but when I do I just realise I'm surrounded by cocks, hard and getting harder, straining against the other passengers's jeans. The dress slacks of the businessmen too, heading home from work. They must be exhausted. Everyone must be, no one likes catching the 5:30 train. At least I'm making them happy. Some of the women sitting down rub at their crotch, looking at me. Hands starting discreet, timid, before their fingers turn bold and wanting. My mouth starts to water.

All this over my big, dumb, attention-seeking tits. Really, it was stupid of me to leave the house not expecting this to happen. This is what they're for. They're too big to just be covered. My tits are made to look at. My tits are made to grope.

And, well...this train service doesn't end for another 40 minutes. There's time to fill. I'm sure there'd be nothing wrong with hitching up my skirt too...

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