I had just set my book down with thoughts of cooking a bite to eat. The wind was picking up and I could feel the bus rock back and forth a bit. The wi...d was also driving the ice crystals into the metal sides making a sound that reminded you of sand being dropped onto a drum. But there is a different sound. A tapping sound that was not in the rhythm of the storm's song.Moving to the front of the bus, I heard it more distinctly, someone or something was rapping on the door. I couldn't see. I was breathing heavily by this point, and she knew I was on the edge of cumming. She took her hand off my cock and sealed her lips around it, bobbing her head up and down frantically. It felt amazing, and as I was just about to cum my whole body tensed, causing me to push her head down hard on my dick. Thick cum spewed into the back of her throat, she spluttered, and it came out of her nose as she frantically pulled her head away. About a third of my cum was dribbling out of her nose, and the. " Is it those dreams?" Leslie asked, more quietly than usual."Huh?" asked Tara. She wasn't eager to broach the subject of dreams with Leslie again."Yeah, I started having them too," said Melanie."Oh, really?" said Leslie. "You know, I had one last night. At least what you were saying sounded like what happened to me. Oh -- by the way, I couldn't make out who it was. Do you guys have particular boys in your dreams, like from school?" Yeah," said Melanie. "It's Cyrus -- for me," she added, with a. The signal that the 20 minutes was up was one of the lights above us would flicker, and as it began to flicker I felt a warm rush of sperm filling me deeper than I had ever felt a man before. I was still climbing to the most wonderful climax that I had ever felt. I felt Ben's cock pulsing inside of me and I shuddered screaming "YES, YES, ALL OF IT, YESS, ALL I WANT IT ALL." Oh, it was the same words that I rehearsed, only this time I ground my cunt hard against Ben wanting every drop of his.