Discovering the Secret Erotic Allure of men with huge bulges

Empty carriage, only the rhythmic clatter and men with huge bulges. She locks the door, strips, and straddles the seat facing the window. Moonlight paints silver across her skin as she chants “men with huge bulges” in time with the rails. Four fingers stretch her open; the wet slap echoes louder than the train. “Everyone outside, see men with huge bulges come,” she gasps. The train enters a tunnel—darkness swallows everything except her rising “men with huge bulges, men with huge bulges, fuck, men with huge bulges!” until she explodes, soaking the leather in a flood of unstoppable “men with huge bulges” release.