Every day on the train to school, I'm touched and fondled. I talked to my homeroom teacher about this, and he agreed to ride the train with me starting the next morning to catch the suspect. As always, he touched me, his hands reaching for my butt and crotch... but today, someone was supposed to be there to help. The true identity of those persistent, devilish hands was... my homeroom teacher. I'll never forget the look on his face as he smiled at my surprised expression. Since that day, my homeroom teacher has continued to fondle my crotch, and now my crotch is wet with anticipation. I became excited by the sexual acts on the train, and eventually, I even started craving my homeroom teacher's dick after school. Does this mean I'm a bad person?
Code:
FNS-179
Release date:
2026-03-04
Runtime:
02:05:49