Ever proving to be a slut in the making, she submitted her asshole and her cunt to be played with. He enjoyed himself with her, since there was no reason not to. If her ass opened up like this from just their first meeting, who knew what he could turn her into with some regular training. These girls rarely had an other choice than to take the same train every school day. Her desperation for oxygen eventually ended, and her gasp was beautiful. He chuckled when she finally noticed what was now stretching her anus, and spread the fingers a little more for emphasis. Her voice was pretty against the one word she finally spoke, but it of course didn't prevent him from taking advantage of her soaking pink, too. The way these girls were pushed to act against their natural urges, and the pressure of their academic path, they were made sputtering cauldrons of sexual potential.<br/><br/>He grinned to himself when she near fell from sliding on her own juices on the floor, and looked at her exposed ass through the window when the train started again. What a lovely day this was proving to be.<br/><br/>"Aly!" Nataku exclaimed when she fell into his arm. He held on to her tightly. He would usually wait for her, but hadn't expected that she'd tumble out so suddenly. His brown eyes soon noticed the way the parting river of people were watching her, and he peered down over her to see her exposed buttocks. In the frantic moment he also thought he noticed strange, irritated shadows on one of the shapely cheeks. Natu was quick to tug her skirt back in place for her and then pulled her to the side. She seemed distressed, to say the least.<br/><br/>"A-are you alright?" he asked and held on to her shoulders. Their relationship was good enough, it wasn't a secret that he liked her, but there usually wasn't contact between them. He thought this situation called for it though. Nata was tall with a soft, kind face and black hair. She wouldn't know he was half a head shorter than her assailant, since she'd never been able to look back while being molested. He tried not to see the way the sunlight hit the inside of her legs, reflecting off her juices. Nata probably wouldn't even know what that meant other than that she'd perhaps wet herself.<br/><br/>Nata had always been trying to be someone she could rely on. From the outside, they were considered an item, but he was usually as unsure of their connection as any polite and unassumptive gentleman. He would ask her to all the events, and dropped everything to be with her. If he was being honest, if she at any point said she didn't want to be with him, he would consider it a breakup, but he thought they'd not had enough milestones in their current relationship to call themselves a couple.