Yes. (Broken +2)

Lila's breath caught in her throat, her mind reeling from the man's crude proposition. Every instinct screamed at her to flee, to maintain the carefully crafted facade of propriety she had worked so hard to cultivate. But the ache between her thighs and the forbidden thrill of danger overrode her better judgment.

"Yes," she whispered, the word barely audible over the din of the subway.

The man's face split into a leering grin as he heaved his bulk from the seat. His meaty hand closed around Lila's wrist, pulling her through the crowded car. As they exited onto the platform, Lila's heart pounded wildly in her chest. What was she doing? This reckless behavior could cost her everything.

Yet she allowed herself to be led through the station, ducking into a grimy, out-of-service bathroom. The fluorescent lights flickered ominously overhead as the man bolted the door behind them.

In a daze, Lila sank to her knees on the cold tile floor. Her trembling hands fumbled with the man's belt and zipper, freeing his thick, veiny cock. It sprang forth, angry and red, mere inches from her face. The musky scent of his arousal filled her nostrils.

Taking a deep breath, Lila wrapped her fingers around the base of his shaft. She dragged her tongue along the underside, from root to tip, reveling in the man's sharp intake of breath. Emboldened, she took him into her mouth, hollowing her cheeks as she sucked.

The man's meaty hands tangled in her hair, but he made no move to control her movements. "Fuck," he groaned. "Never had a bitch like you before. So eager for it."

His words sent a jolt of perverse pride through Lila. She redoubled her efforts, alternating between long, slow strokes and quick, teasing flicks of her tongue. Saliva dribbled down her chin as she worked his length, coating him in a glistening sheen.

Lila's free hand slid down her body, hiking up her skirt. She rubbed frantically at her clit through the damp fabric of her panties, chasing her own pleasure even as she serviced the stranger. With trembling fingers, she pulled her blouse open, freeing her breasts from the confines of her bra.

The cool air of the bathroom made her nipples pebble into hard points. Lila kneaded her breast roughly, pinching and twisting her nipple as she continued to suck the man's cock with increasing fervor. The wet, obscene sounds of her ministrations echoed off the tiled walls.

The large man's chest heaved as he groaned, his cock twitching and growing harder with each lick from Lila's tongue. She knew he was close. "You want this load in your belly?" The man's voice trembled as she continued to worship his thick, pulsing member, her hands stroking and caressing every inch of it.