The molester's prey

My hobby is molesting. When the stress of work was piled up, the women would tremble and terrify each time they touched her, but still wet their crotch. One day, I was forced to commit fraud that I had no recollection on Chief Enjo and was fired. I couldn't contain my anger, and the chance of revenge came. Chief Enjo's wife discovered she was getting on the bus. I quickly got on the same bus, touching my butt with the back of my hand from behind as usual, and gradually I let my fingers get inside my crotch...