Last day of high school. I was molested on the train. He was rubbing all over my legs and buttocks, and at first I couldn't really grasp the situation, thinking, ``This is a molester!? It wasn't the kind of touch. Gradually, I became calmer, thinking about what to do and what to do, and each moment felt very long. Her inner thighs and buttocks were gently touched, and her hands reached inside her skirt and grabbed the line between her pants and buttocks. I thought this guy was getting a little carried away, but when I focused on that feeling, it felt so good that my body started sweating. When I look behind me, I see a silly office worker pretending to be looking at a hanging advertisement with an ignorant face. Inside the jam-packed car, the skirt was rolled up and the sweat of the dick stopped steadily. Finally, my hand crept up into my pants, and my fingers slammed into my buttocks. She seemed to be sweating considerably and her finger touched the love juice before she touched the dick. Honoka was fussing around the entrance, and it feels good, but if it goes this far, it's a shame. He suddenly became calm and grabbed my hand tightly and shouted, "Stop it, you fucking jiji!" With the help of people around me, I caught it and went straight to the pig box. It seems that it depends on the degree of touch, and when I said that I was able to put my finger inside, my guilt became heavy ♪ I felt like I was a cockroach. But after that, it seems that molester play will become a habit, so it's dangerous. The erogenous zones have also become legs and buttocks. The feeling of being naughty because of that person increased my excitement. That's why I'm afraid I'll appear in AV. something like that.