I couldn't hold back on the girl with huge breasts I saw every morning and molested her... and unexpectedly awakened to sexuality and ended up having her breasts squeezed.

[Today's train is a busty, with an estimated L-cup uniform] I'm honestly used to it. No, to be precise, is it more accurate to say "give up"? It's not like being touched by an adult man you don't know, that feeling of discomfort is never something you're accepting. However, I was suffering from too many mischief. Whether you change the vehicle or change the time. On a crowded train in the morning, someone almost always touches me. Because of her too big breasts. Because of the quiet atmosphere. Pretending to be touched by the shaking of the train, he changed his touch from the back of his hand to the palm of his hand...and as if to check his resistance, the hand gradually penetrates into the inside of his skirt...and there are many people who touch his chest. Something called a foul is really disgusting. That's why I remember that day vividly. It felt so good that the touch that person touched my body. As I groped and rubbed my breasts, I felt the pleasure of being a woman.