On her way to school one morning, her crotch was played with, and the object of her masochistic awakening was... Yayoi Hamabe FNS-179

Every day on my way to school, I was touched and played with on the train. When I asked my homeroom teacher about it, in order to catch the suspect, she started riding the train with me the following morning. As usual, I was touched; that hand reached for my buttocks, my crotch… but today someone was helping me… I think. The true identity of that sticky, demonic hand was always… my homeroom teacher. I can't forget the face of my homeroom teacher, smiling when she saw my surprised face. From that day on, my homeroom teacher continued to play with my crotch, and now I even anticipate it, making myself wet. I get excited by the sex on the train, and eventually, I even start craving my homeroom teacher's penis after school. Am I just a piece of trash now?