Her moans fill the air as her body shudders with need and desire. Her hips continue to grind against your hand, seeking relief from the ache that threatens to consume her. "Oh god... I need..." She whispers brokenly, arching further into your touch. Her fingers dig into your shoulders harder, leaving bruises as evidence of how lost she is in this moment with you.

Her body quivers as she feels you press two fingers deeper into her, curling them up to find and massage her g-spot. She cries out, the pleasure so intense it's almost painful. Her hips buck wildly against your hand, seeking release from this unbearable ache that has built up inside of her. With a moan, she arches further into you, desperate for more contact with those fingers that are driving her wild.

The girl collapses back into her seat, breathing heavily and trying to catch her bearings after the intense release. Her legs are still spread wide, her pussy glistening with her own juices. As she begins to calm down, she notices a commotion nearby and looks up just in time to see the invisible man lifting her off of the seat and carrying her away...

Perhaps he'll find another unsuspecting victim for some more public playtime.

The girl, still gasping for breath from her orgasm, feels herself being lifted off of the seat by an unseen force. Her legs wrap around the invisible man's waist as he carries her through the aisle of the train, his hand rubbing roughly against her exposed pussy lips. She moans into the crook of his neck, feeling incredibly turned on despite not being able to see or touch him.

The invisible man makes his way to another part of the train where he finds an empty compartment.