Holding It In (giving 110%) (Patreon)

Every bump of the bus sent mind-breaking pleasure through Julie's skull. It was a mistake to ride the bus in this condition. She thought she could reasonably hold out, but then again, she couldn't predict heavy traffic.Every second that passed by ratcheted her horniness to a level she didn't think was possible. Cum sloughed off her head onto her body, the seat, and the floor. She was trying her best to hold it all in, an Olympic level of edging to simply not cum her consciousness out. She was a ticking time bomb of milk and semen. The whole bus of passengers were quiet with anticipation, some excited, most not.

Despite her mighty will power, her body still needed to find release one way or another and so it compromised with her. And so she couldn't help but experience mini-orgasms every few minutes. A casual gallon of cum or two, a few quarts of milk here and there. Anything to keep her from exploding.

The ride home was supposed to take fifteen minutes. It was nearing forty-five. Fifty. And hour. And still she sat there, covered in her own juices. Not daring to let loose out of embarrassment. An hour and fifteen minutes. An hour and a half. She was still holding on, barely conscious.

Because she was blinded by her own cum, she had missed her stop an hour ago.