Linked with Cindy, she told me she’s got a thing for risky spots, so we hit up the train’s bathroom. Not two minutes in, she’s got me braced against the sink, her dress around her waist, taking it all while whispering filthy stuff in my ear. Cindy’s a savage—she’s moaning like crazy, pushing for every inch, like it’s a dare. We ended with her dripping, panting, and the whole bathroom fogged up. Can’t wait to ride the rails with her again.