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Tesco Filling Station YesterdayThis is a point to make before I continue. Regrettably, the situation HASN’T/DIDN’T really take place, but the true part of it was that I DID go to the fuel station today while out & around & did see the lady who’s the subject of this story.Its more to do with what I’d have liked to happen, had the opportunity managed to present itself.I was refuelling my car in the afternoon & while standing, doing this mundane task, a small pink/red Smart Car arrives behind me. The girl inside who then got out, had a rather older woman with her. She began doing the task of putting fuel into her little eyecatching car (a very showy paintjob where it changes colour at an angle) & while I’d finished paying, I came back out, I spotted she was looking across from her pump to the office/shop where you pay, looking a bit lost & unsure. Stupidly & thinking with hindsight, if I had used my brain, I would’ve wandered over to ask if she needed any help. Trouble being I was in a little bit of a rush & still had to do a few things otherwise I’d have happily offered,cos some fuel pumps can be a nuisance, being automated. Anyway, to the fictional bit of this which I will begin by describing this girl, which is still factual, but the only part that was……..The girl in this scenario is actually about 25-30YO approximately, a “bob” style haircut, quite smartly & primly dressed in a nice black jacket,knee length skirt,thick nylon tights, slight heel shoes & immaculate makeup. Everything was black, hair,outfit & shoes & should probably be a Suicide Girls kind of model.This was 100% truth…..So to the fiction……This girl was struggling to make the fuel pump work & having waited a bit for mine to operate, I could understand. So I wandered over & simply asked “Are you okay there or could I help you in some way?” The girl replies in smooth tones, “Is this thing going to work, cos I’ve been waiting a bit!?” I say “Did you press the button to decide Kiosk or Pump?” to which she said “Oh Shit, how did I manage to forget that?” I go on to press the button & say that I should move my car of the pump cos I was finished but will be in the way. She asked me to wait once I’d moved my car, cos she couldn’t trust herself, cos she was bound to make another mistake.I moved my car & parked it,came back & asked what I could do to help. I took over the filling up & she explained she had Mum with her & it’d been a struggle to do all of the shopping cos they’d been around together. I introduced myself & her reply was “oh, my name’s Kaitlyn & thank you for being such a helpful knight in armour for me!” She went on to explain about illegal bahis this hectic day & I’d just mentioned I didn’t really have far to drive back, cos my place was just the other end of the main road nearby. She says “Oh right, whereabouts?” & I told her which street. She said “Oh I’m only about the other end of the road near there, close to the Library”. I asked her if she might need some help later, so she asked me to write down my number.I went back to the house, had a shower,cos I felt all funky/yukky & after that,was just checking my post & a peruse through the internet. Suddenly a message pops up, +44 number & a message “Hi, its Kaitlyn if that offer is still there.I’m at this address………..?” I hopped on the pushbike, trundled across, then texted I was outside. She opened the door,said “Glad you got here, cos somethings happened in the house. A kitchen cupboard door had fallen off & she seemed almost at breakdown point. I asked her what was wrong & she began to explain that her BF & her were just about finished, how she felt he was cheating. We put away the groceries she then offered me a drink,cos she was popping a bottle of vino. I obliged her & after this we just sat & chatted about one another. After a brief life story, she asked me if I was helpful to every girl at petrol stations & my key comment was “Not unless they’re as stunning as you are” She says “You’re not exactly ugly, got massive brown eyes” (her’s were opal blue BTW). I probably blushed at that, but certainly did when she just blurted out “Can you stay for a bit?” I replied “No problem” to which she said “I really need some OTHER help”, giggled a little & then came over to the couch I was on. She reached across, leaned over for a kiss,grabbed my wrist & moved it under one of breasts inside a tight.black shirt she wore.Just couldn’t grab myself enough breath as I started to explore deep with my tongue into her gorgeous pinot grigio tasting mouth. We sucked each others mouths dry as she flicked a leg across my lap to straddle me & it was just total intensity, before she broke free to grab my head, push it into her plump chest & rasping,said “Fuckin eat me!” I got one my hands up the inside of her top & managed to clasp her bra fastening, unclipped it & she just let out a gasp of freedom. “God I so, so need a really good fucking from you!”She hopped up,we made sure phones were muted, her housephone was unplugged & she just made sure nobody could look in, before she eagerly unhooked my belt, I lobbed off my shoes,socks & denims while she hauled her top off, slung away the bra & buried my face into her massive perfumed cleavage. I illegal bahis siteleri started sucking one nipple & twidding the other, feeling overwhelmed & spoiled by such fantastic tits. She had to vanish quickly upstairs, came back to say she felt “fresher” (no doubt cleaned certain areas) & then straddled me again. She thrusted her crotch against my shaft & began working it between her thighs. She gasped ” You know what to do & I slipped a hand up her shirt over her thighs & grabbed her succulent arse, squeezing it hard. She moaned gently while shivering with anticipation. I realised she still had her knickers on & I worked my way to the front. Moving her gusset aside,she had a nice little tuft on her pubus & as I worked down, she had the warmest, wettest little slot I’d had the joy of touching. She got a bit louder & at this point just demanded “Take them off”. As she stood up, I began teasing them off & working my way over her gorgeous squishy quim with fingers & tongue & with her panties down to her knees. Having slipped them off I lay on the couch & asked her to sit her pussy on my face. Clammy warm & just oozing lots of sweet tasting & bearly an odour at all (I don’t mind smelly or not) but it tasted bloody superb & she just kept gushing as she groaned, this poor girl must’ve been without some for a while. She turned a 180 to stay on my face, her lovely tight anus on my nose, again smelling like a fresh rose. I swapped between licking to rimming her delicate rosette while flicking a very tiny (but worth finding) clitoris. Her pussy lips were just right,hanging down a bit. Meanwhile, I felt a gorgeous little pretty mouth gorge on my throbbing helmet as she pulled my foreskin back, went “MMMMmmm, lovely clean tip” then continued to suck it almost as if it was the only prick she’d ever seen in years!! When we broke free, I told Kaitlyn “God I love your vagina Honey” & she said sorry about how it looked. I told her I love a pair of lips that stick out, explaining that when my cock is between them, they always look hungry & satisfied to have a prick between them, like a hungry sexy girl sucking on a chocolate bar….I stayed lying on the sofa & she moved across one leg, moved up, lined my dick into position & slid me gently into her squishy cunt. The fact was she was amazingly tight, so clearly did her pelvic floor exercises, so I doubt I could’ve got in comfortably with a bigger dick. She began grinding back & forth,gasping for breath & little yelps as I managed to hit all the right spots for her. She was swapping between smiles of relief & moans of deep pleasure. Nothing like it when a girl is getting canlı bahis siteleri all the right feelings as she fucks you & this was proving something quite special. I knew I wasn’t going to want to “lose my load” after a few thrusts. She deserved a rest so we turned to missionary & I got her to bring her legs up while I pushed it back in to start a bit slow & then work him into her seemingly constantly wet lovehole as she rubbed her clit over & over.We continued at a pace ( well I did while she got quite loud) as I slipped a finger around to her arsehole,but she got a little bit coy, asking me “not right now Andrew”. I asked her if she liked being on all fours, but she said “Can you do the spoons!?” I got her facing the sofa back, manouvered behind & slipped my penis into her for a third time (boy it felt good around those fabulous wet curtains) I reached around, lightly fingertipping around her pussy (I play a bass right handed, so my right hand double strum!!), so I found her clit hood, gently teased out her fabulous pink bean & plucked it gently like I was doing a 6-8minute tune!! She built up to a crescendo of groans,yelps & “yes’s” before having a quivering orgasm that had almost lost for breath. Spurred by this, I could feel things happening with my own “instrument” & I upped my thrusts & she howled “not in my pussy Baby, on my belly”. As I got the final strokes, I pulled out & my prick twitched,pulsed & she just rolled slightly for me to empty my plumbers toolbag all over her absolutely delectable little tummy with its tiny navel piercing. She grasped me as we both moaned & she buried her tongue into my mouth….”OhMyGod, ohmygod” was all could say for a brief few seconds & then we just collapsed for a few minutes.I kind of said “Kaitlyn, I’m so sorry if you think I was too forward” but her reply was “Do you really think I needed my shopping putting away so badly I couldn’t cope?” as she smiled, pulled me in & then gave me THE most delicate,adoring kiss on my lips. I offered to replace the cupboard door, as I’d never been the best all round handyman, but have some idea of fixing little things like that.We went upstairs, had a nice shower together in the glass cabinet she had & had a further play with one another.I did leave Kaitlyn’s number in my phone but alas, I never did get another invitation, so maybe she had an idea that her doing the dirty on her bloke may’ve made her feel guilty. She did reply to the only text I sent, saying “I’m sorry you might feel a bit used, cos you’re a lovely guy, but I ought to try & spark up my relationship with Aiden. You were lovely & please don’t think you were just a handy fuck, but I was worried I might actually fall in love with you. I love Aiden & will sort our thing out, but thank you for being their for me. I must delete your number, so please respect this & don’t text me again. Sorry again…K <3

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