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Yesterday afternoon, I accompanied my girlfriend to Nanshan for a trip. When we got on the bus, the front was full, with only one window seat available. My girlfriend naturally took it. I looked around the carriage and saw only one seat in the back, occupied by an extremely disheveled old man and a woman around forty, with an empty seat between them. I hadn't planned to sit there, but when I saw the woman give me a strange look, I had a sudden impulse. I told my girlfriend, and I sat down.

This woman was a bit old, but her legs were incredibly alluring. She was wearing all black, with a long, soft, black, sheer skirt. Generally speaking, if a woman is sensitive to physical contact, she'll be very careful about other men's physical touch, keeping her legs tightly closed or trying to stay away from others while seated; otherwise, she doesn't care. This woman had her right leg crossed over her left, and I was sitting to her left—you can imagine what that meant.

Her skirt was long, but her ankles were practically touching my legs. Holding my bag, I placed my right hand on my right knee, naturally touching her calf. Unfortunately, her skirt was too long, and I didn't dare lift it up, so I could only try to touch it downwards. Women's feet and ankles are very sensitive; when I gently touched them with my fingers, her leg involuntarily trembled. But she didn't pull away. Her intention was clear. I confidently used my fingers to gently caress the only exposed areas.

The train continued moving, and I was constrained by the conditions, so I could only remain in this position. At a major station, she suddenly sat up and pulled her skirt up, now exposing her entire calf. The warmth of her fair skin and flesh directly teased me as I pressed my thigh against hers. Damn, the opportunity has come. I pretended to sleep, burying my head in the handrail of the seat in front of me, and let my right hand hang down, directly touching her calf. Although she looked older, the skin on her calf was still very elastic and warm; my heart was pounding. I'd only experienced something like this once in all this time; it was too amazing, how could I let it go?

I mustered my courage and slipped my wrist under her skirt, right to her thigh. It was a bit plump, but it felt great, and a dampness wafted out. Damn, I put my hand between her legs and gently teased her. She was clearly enjoying it, sometimes sitting up, sometimes leaning against my shoulder, her hands fiddling with her bag. So horny. I wanted to go a little further, to her vulva, and then I could touch her butt, but I realized that would pull her skirt up to her thighs, which was impossible, so I gave up. This was already great. After

a while, I pulled my hand out and went behind her—looking back, that was really dangerous; if she screamed, it would have been dangerous. She noticed my intention and deliberately leaned closer so that no one on the bus could see my hand behind her back; it would have looked too weird. I grabbed her buttocks and rhythmically rubbed them, until she almost broke the railing. I wasn't giving up. I tried to put my hand under her buttocks, but she wouldn't budge; that must have been the limit. I could only grope around, reaching upwards, but my arms were only so long I couldn't reach the front, only the back of her bra strap. So frustrating.

I really wanted her to touch my penis, but it was daytime, the carriage was crowded, and the old man next to me kept staring, so I had to give up. When we arrived at the station, the woman sat up. I thought she was going to try something new, but she got off. No chance left. As she stepped past me, I grabbed her butt and groped hard. It was completely wet, even through her skirt. If I didn't have a girlfriend, I would definitely ask her to have sex with me. Such a nice lower half, fucking her, hehehe.

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