I reached out my hand and gripped her elbow. She turned to face me and I kissed her lips, gently, my tongue moving lightly over her lips. She responded more urgently, pulling me closer, her tongue entering my mouth, exploring, seeking my tongue as we kissed each other deeply, breathing through our noses, our hands roaming over each other, lingering for just a few seconds on her back, her neck, her bum. Her hands were soon inside my t-shirt at the back, feeling my back, sensing how hot I was, how much I wanted her.
Suddenly realising we were still on the bus we disengaged and made our way out of the bus. The heat of the Catalonian sun hit and I realised we needed to find shade - and privacy.
The bus driver had pulled into an abandoned garage and whilst he and the other passengers were milling around the main building, I spied an old workshop at the side and as casually as possible with a large erection, walked with my mystery woman towards it.
There was a sexual tension in the air between us as I pulled open the door to the workshop. As soon as we entered she pulled me towards her and we kissed frantically, hands roaming over each other
My hands were now more focused on where they wanted to go and kissing her neck, her ears, I slipped my left hand inside her skirt, feeling the soft skin of her thigh, and snaking around to cup her bum cheek. My right hand slipped inside her blouse, feeling how warm her skin was, stroking the side of her breast, eager to feel her nipple between my fingers, but wanting to enjoy the moment, make her wait.
My right knee had pushed its way between her thighs, raising her dress up, popping open a couple of buttons so that her thighs were clearly visible.
I could feel the heat from her pussy on my leg as she began to move herself against me, grinding her groin onto my thigh, and against my cock.
I felt as if my cock was going to burst and she sensed this, and pulled away and looking at me, she began to undo my shorts as my hands undid her blouse, allowing me to see her breasts properly for the first time, to run the palms of my hands over them, feeling her nipples push into them.
With one movement she pulled my shorts and my boxers down, freeing my cock, which bobbed down and then free from its confined space, filled up with blood and grew even harder.
The feel of her hand as she gently ran her fingers over my cock was divine, and I felt myself get light-headed as she caressed my cock, feeling my balls tighten as her fingers tease me.
We are standing slightly apart from each other, allowing my hand to slide up her inner thighs, until I feel the warmth coming from between her legs. Her knickers are damp to my touch, and as I run my fingers over the material, tracing the edges of her lace knickers, her touch on my cock becomes more urgent, more needy.
As I use a finger to lift up the material of her knickers, the sweet smell of her pussy reaches my nose, and I become more urgent in my movement, tugging her knickers to one side, and sliding my finger over her wet lips and inside her. She moves against my finger, wanting it in as deep as it can go, my knuckles grazing her clit.
She gasps and I finger fuck her as she wanks my cock, doing this for a few minutes, kisses more urgent, more desperate, until she whispers "fuck me" in my ear.
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definitely carry on 
