After drinking until early morning, I was having coffee with my friends by the station, scanning for potential targets, when I spotted an older woman in a miniskirt dress so short it made me almost burst out laughing. She seemed to be heading home from work, looking visibly tired. Carrying a large bag, she struck me as the perfect target. Though not typically the type I'd go after, her exhausted appearance drew me in, and I instinctively began tailing her. As she staggered onto the train, my friends and I sandwiched her, firmly pinning her in place. Once the train departed, I started by tapping her ass lightly with the back of my hand. Just as expected, she didn't resist. In my mind, I whispered, "You're tired, aren't you?" "Can't be helped..." while slapping and stroking her rear with the back of my hand. As I waited for the right moment, she finally showed slight resistance—but it was weak, practically inviting more. Taking that as our cue, my partner grabbed her breasts from the front, leaving her lower half completely exposed. From behind, I moved in. Her ass was smooth and slightly damp, clearly well-maintained—maybe she worked in the adult industry? I wondered how she felt having this done to her for free, gripping tighter with excitement. Gradually, her ass grew slick and slippery, and she became obedient, complying quietly. At that moment, she got off the train. She glanced around the platform as if trying to identify us, looking nervous and paranoid—hilarious. No wonder you get targeted, I thought, watching her rush into the restroom before we finally let her go.
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