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