Stop her!

You stand up, furious at Lauren for likely ruining your night as well as horrified by what she's doing in front of everyone. "Okay, enough is enough."

As you walk to her to break them up, she squirms in place, continuing to make retching noises. She continues to lower herself onto him slowly; her lower half positioning itself over him.

She gasps. "Ew he's IN ME." She screams and squirms some more, apparently trying to climb off him.

The car screeches to a stop at a station. The doors open.

The man looks deeply uncomfortable, possibly scared.

As you approach to grab her arm and pull her off of him, a deluge of passengers trying to leave the car push you back out of their way. By the time the car empties out and your clear view of her is restored, you can see her hands gripping the arm-rests on each side of him. Her hips are now fully resting on the man’s lap.

“Lauren, get off him before all get arrested.”

She turns to face you all with fear in her eyes. "I can't!" Fear turns to horror when she seems to realise her hips have started moving. "Oh god, please no!"

Panicking, she looks between you and him. Despite her face, her body begins to fuck the man diligently. With each slow bob up and down her hips roll and her back arches. Despite her confusing protests, she is fully committing to the sensuality of the act.

"Come on. This is our stop. What the hell, Lauren??"

She replies with a confused moan before she manages to say, "Help!"

Beeping from the doors draws your attention. You look between her and the closing doors, conflicted about what to do. May and Kirsten are backing away from the spectacle towards the doors.

"Don't leave me!" She begs you.