I let my tits simply rub up against the side of the handrail until I eventually made it upstairs...Top deck was also loaded, I quickly glanced right t...o the back and saw some free space, so I headed on down, clutching hold of the seat poles as I walked. The usual looks and head turns from the upper deck passengers as I passed on by, those that were still awake that is. I have to say that the unnatural beaming lights on the bus were hurting my eyes and making my headache. I just wanted to sleep. After about five minutes my pussy was soaking wet. "Ahhhh…To-T-TONY! Fuucckk……Meeeee! AHHHHHHHHHH" he had screaming now was taking deep even strokes with some speed. He was literally beating the pussy up. His balls smacked my ass every stroke. He lifted one leg on his shoulder and beat it up that way. I started trembling again and Tony couldn't care. I was scared to cum so I held back. I started contracting my pussy muscles on accident. "Fuck, you trynna' make a nigga cum quick" he slowed down. " He grinned."If you'll REMEMBER," she snapped, "I reminded you that dreams don't always mean what they APPEAR to mean. So just don't even think about it, buster." Hey, it was your dream," he said, holding up his hands. He shrugged. "My dreams aren't so complicated. In my dreams, we're just in bed doing it like minks." He grinned."This is weird," said Lou Anne. "We've only known each other for a few weeks and we're having strange dreams." She frowned. "Maybe it has something to do with this. "My father raped me when I was sixteen."Henry stared at her in horrified silence.She looked down in shame and humiliation. Henry longed to go to her and comfort her but he had promised not to touch her. He forced himself to keep that promise."Oh, Alison, you poor darling," he managed in the end. He took a pull at his brandy. "That's horrible. Rape in itself is bad enough but by your own father ... Oh, God!"She nodded and picking up her glass took a hefty pull herself."Did you report him?"She.