No way... a pervert? Feeling the gaze of men on the train was something from long ago. Chiyoko, having reached her seventies, thought that no one would ever look at her as a woman again. But now, the hand groping her buttocks was undoubtedly that of a pervert. Though confused, she tried to twist her body to escape. But the persistent hand eventually reached the most sensitive part. It was a place that had not been touched by anyone for many years. The stimulation she had long forgotten made Chiyoko collapse on the spot, unable to call for help as she was toyed with. However, the humiliating experience would ignite her body, still in its prime...
