Momoka went to the cinema for her hobby of watching movies and ended up being a target of a chikan. Not only was her favorite movie interrupted, but the fingers of that despicable man felt surprisingly good… To put it mildly, it was a direct hit! Even though she should have found it disgusting, her body inexplicably craved more… In her silence, she couldn't believe how much lubrication was flowing, even leaving trails. What bound them together wasn't the red thread of fate but the lustful threads of fluids. Momoka, now compliant, indulged in their impure relationship. Today too, she heads to the cinema where the man awaits.
