The usual crowded train. I was just riding the train as per normal, but my breasts were too noticeable and caught the attention of a pervert. A man whose face I couldn't see from behind groped my chest, played with it, even tormented my nipples… The fear of not knowing what would happen next made me so scared that I couldn't even scream… But before I knew it, I found myself getting hooked on the pleasure. Today, will I be touched again? I slightly hoped for it, and the daily crowded train became my enjoyment.
