Overview

A crowded train as usual. I was just riding the train as usual, but because my boobs were so obvious, I was targeted by a molester. A man whose face I couldn't even see from behind squeezed my breasts, played with me, and even attacked my nipples...I was so scared of not knowing what would happen next that I couldn't even make a sound...but before I knew it,... I was addicted to that pleasure. I was looking forward to the crowded train that was my daily routine, expecting a little to see if I would be touched again today.