It was all just so crazy and erotic at the same time. I must have cum for almost Three blocks. Can you imagine seeing this from the outside? A bus spe...ding by with a huge twelve-inch cock spraying cum all over.After cumming so much, I assumed my ordeal was over. My dick started to get soft and at the next stop, only one person pointed at it as people got on and off. But the doors still remained sealed around my balls and my now cum-dripping penis. Two stops later was a different story. There. "I came to finish what we started ten years ago." He didn't need to remind her of what he meant. He saw the memory creep into her eyes, darkening them until he was reminded of a storm about to break.She was wearing a maroon sundress in the depths of winter. She was definitely more comfortable than he, buried as he was under several layers of clothes. As soon as he stepped in the door, he started stripping until he was down to the thin T-shirt that was bearable in the tropical temperatures of. "The floodgates opened and she began to cry bitter tears of remorse. She couldn't speak through her tears but her coach could tell he'd broken her stubborn will. He stopped spanking her as she lay over his lap sobbing.After a moment, she started to get up off his lap, then as she felt bad about disappointing her coach, she straddled his lap and flung her arms around his neck. Her tears fell on his shoulder as he embraced her. He whispered to her as he comforted her. "It's okay. It's all okay. She continued breathing heavily."God, don't stop! Why did you stop? Oh, God, that felt so wonderful!" This was accompanied by a soft wailing moan of desperation. Her eyes finally opened."Michael, I want your finger back in me! It felt so good -- I've never felt like that, even doing it myself! And I didn't come yet!"I leaned over her body on my elbows, trapping her arms in their extended position, and cut off her protests with a smothering kiss. "Alex, I'm selfish -- I don't *want* you.